Summer’s Almost Gone
Nineteen sixty-eight was a tumultuous year, rife with wars, riots, and assassinations. For me, though, the upheaval was more personal
Read moreNineteen sixty-eight was a tumultuous year, rife with wars, riots, and assassinations. For me, though, the upheaval was more personal
Read moreIn the interest of full disclosure, yes, I was a hippie, and yes, I was at Woodstock. I’ve spent most
Read moreThe first time I got drunk was during the Cuban missile crisis, when the TV kept telling us nuclear war
Read moreSome of the saddest, loneliest, and most miserable years of my life were spent in Ypsilanti, Michigan, a small college
Read moreWhen I started this website 15 years ago, it was a casual thing. I’d jot down whatever came to mind
Read moreFull disclosure: I smoked marijuana, often on a daily basis, for 26 years, from 1967 to 1993. During the lean
Read moreIt’s been over a week now since Spy Rock Memories was officially released. No one has come right out and
Read moreLike many aspiring members of New York’s chattering class (I’ve got the chattering down; it’s the class I still struggle
Read moreThere comes a time when insanity and injustice becomes so rampant that it reeks to high heaven. To remain silent
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