I love animals. Always have. I do eat them, though. That’s one reason I love them. First pet I recall having were a few snails.
It measures 12 feet long … the shelf, that is. Every book on that shelf – and they are stacked at the ends, so maybe
I was reminded of this in an unrelated conversation with someone the other day. 1972 — Erminio [Butch] and I hitch-hiked cross country [Canada, actually]
1972 — Hitchhiking from California with my then girlfriend, Carla, trying to get back to NY. We were at a gas station in the Western
First of all, let me fill you in on a shocker. I was a marijuana user back in the 70s. I gave it up in
Driving along the Skyline Drive on the crest of the Blue Ridge in Virginia, a weird sound emanates from somewhere up under the front end