Category Archives: oldies

shoulder length or longer

Watching BBC news last night, I learned some of the story of Hair in Great Britain. I recalled listening to the musical’s LP at home with my parents in the 70s. The production was a groovy thing, I thought. I didn’t see it and would have been rather scandalized, I’m sure, if I had. For … Continue reading

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make me smile

Yesterday, parked on Willamette Street in front of the downtown post office, I waited for my son. He’d gone into the used bookstore to look for a hiking guide. Music brought me awake in the moment. Singing. With his back to me, on the other side of newspaper dispensers, a man strummed a guitar and … Continue reading

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it found me, and it killed me

What 17-year-old could resist this? I couldn’t. Yes, we had guys in tight pants back then. Looong hair, too. Just a little twang. And they repented, maybe too late, but they did. Sigh.

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