Kathy--hope you see this. Are you notified when I answer? Hmm. Anyway, my dad had Richard Harris on the reel to reel. I can close my eyes and hear that music pouring through the house. I just wish I could remember the words... I can remember the tune--springtime, December I think... la la la... I wonder if he still has all those old tapes. Leslie my sister and I just loved laying on the living room floor and listening to those old things. Smile.
Duane, I saw Joe Lansdale at the I suppose now defunct mystery con that was held in Dallas every August (worst time ever, so hot) and bought THE BOTTOMS. I think...if I remember right...that he was either the guest of honor, or toasted the guest of honor. Oh gosh getting old--Bill Crider was there I think. I see he is on here too. Anyway, I picked up that book and couldn't put it down, and have reread it twice since. I never reread. Not sure why it touched me so (the main character, his father probably even more, the black doctor) but now I think I want to read it again. Thanks for the comment!
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Happy New Year, friend!
If ever I would leave you
It wouldn't be in summer.
Seeing you in summer I never would go.
Your hair streaked with sun-light,
Your lips red as flame,
Your face witha lustre
that puts gold to shame!
But if I'd ever leave you,
It couldn't be in autumn.
How I'd leave in autumn I never will know.
I've seen how you sparkle
When fall nips the air.
I know you in autumn
And I must be there.
And could I leave you
running merrily through the snow?
Or on a wintry evening
when you catch the fire's glow?
If ever I would leave you,
How could it be in spring-time?
Knowing how in spring I'm bewitched by you so?
Oh, no! not in spring-time!
Summer, winter or fall!
No, never could I leave you at all!
Now to write a blog--what to say! Ahh!
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