I was obsessed with themes in my earlier life, well I guess I am still.
Stealin’, Stealin’
The Movement
Friends had indicated with the twirling finger by the temple that Joey was nuts. In that decade known for the outre, Joey was a further outlier.
The Good Boat
The little sloop Pussytoes was to get rechristened. Around the boatyard, we snickered. Who'd want to sail the on the Pussytoes?
Robinhood’s Barn
To get somewhere by "going 'round Robinhood's Barn" was a favorite saying of the Cap'n and his family.
The Rev
One night I borrowed his custom-made Guild guitar for a gig. Of course, I forgot to ask.
Soup
For many years the middle of February meant trotting off into the woods south of Boston for an annual winter hike in the snow.
Songs Your Mother Never Sang to You
Portland came well equipped with a small church-run coffeehouse that I could habituate when not working.
Soon
A botanist assured me once that even here in New England, some flower is in bloom in every month of the year.
Being There
Lots of fictitious nonsense is written and portrayed on the screen about the 1960s.
Bad Jobs
If not golden, silence can be precious
