The long, strange trip it has been … random thoughts, political statements & life misadventures!
What started out to be still another Great American Novel, perhaps has turned out to be nothing more than a composite journal put to narrative
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Who am I? Now, why would I tell you that here? Simply read the blog to find out about me and many other more interesting subjects. Enjoy!! All I'll say is, it was a snowstorm of a morning [7:31 AM] in Brooklyn, NY on March 2, 1952 when I got started. My loving Mom still calls it her greatest memory [probably one of 3 - sister & brother].
Richard's Meanderings