McCutcheon moves past 30
On a lovely June afternoon thirty-one years ago, the brief legend of McCutcheon came to an end. A robust boy-child was born to young parents in a small tow...
Category: history of Me
I’ve just seen a face…
But was it a face I used to love? I don’t know, and I can’t decide whether I care. It has been at least five years since I last saw “Hazel” for certain sure. I...
She married him
Huh. Every so often (at ever lengthening intervals, I am glad to report) I get the inclination to Google the name of my first girlfriend. This morning wa...
“Oh Lord It’s Hard To Be Humble”
A post by Blogagaard had me savouring the tune to “King Of The Road” for much of yesterday, even though I couldn’t recall many of the lyrics. Somehow by ...
Happy Birthday Nate!
My best friend Nate turned thirty today. Of course, I haven’t seen, him, spoken to him, received any correspondence from him, or even heard any news o...