Well, the birthday was yesterday and it came and went. I guess this time of life is for introspective meditation – but nah. I see no need to dwell on the past – every bit of it made me who I am today – oh, I have regrets, but I can’t go back and change [...]
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Photo: My cousin Ralph and I in Austin
Sixty freakin’ two – how in the hell did I get here?
Well, actually it’s a long and scary journey from being born in 1946, 12 years of Catholic school taught by cloistered nuns, a rebellion in 1966, marriage, baby, biker club, VW bus, hippiedom, protest the war, more [...]
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