Summer of 1998 On our way to Milwaukee Fest Peggy and I sat wedged aboard an Amtrak train having just left Union Station from our jobs working at the Mercantile Exchange. I popped in a double sided tape my friend had made for me into my Walkman head phones. Sipping … Continue reading What’s My Age Again?
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