Dear Wayne, whenever I read your CC, I'm enlightened, enthralled, and grateful to know you. You do ask your readership to 'share.' Would you mind my posting this to my FB page?
"Hello I Love You" became a lullaby my wife sang to our grandson, who was born in 2011 in Memphis. Yep, "let me jump in your game," a line the two of us thought was funny to sing to a child. "The End" was the song I heard when I was called to the editor's office in January 2017 and was given the choice of retiring or "slapping copy on pages." Two months later, I retired. Not really "The End." Love your line: "it sounds like he's looking for young runaways to take on a field trip to Spahn Ranch."
Dear Wayne, whenever I read your CC, I'm enlightened, enthralled, and grateful to know you. You do ask your readership to 'share.' Would you mind my posting this to my FB page?
Enjoyed reading this! Did I, or did I not, hear the Doors at the Fillmore East? That's the story I tell people but sometimes I wonder.
Thanks for another engaging piece.
"Hello I Love You" became a lullaby my wife sang to our grandson, who was born in 2011 in Memphis. Yep, "let me jump in your game," a line the two of us thought was funny to sing to a child. "The End" was the song I heard when I was called to the editor's office in January 2017 and was given the choice of retiring or "slapping copy on pages." Two months later, I retired. Not really "The End." Love your line: "it sounds like he's looking for young runaways to take on a field trip to Spahn Ranch."