smokin’ JP*

Tomorrow is John Prine’s birthday.  He would have been 80.  He will have been dead 6 ½ years, having breathed his last 4/7/20 on a ventilator at Vanderbilt’s hospital, one of the first high profile names to be claimed by COVID.  He’d acquired the bug in France, where he was completing what would be his last tour.  Sure,Continue reading “smokin’ JP*”

High, Semi-dry, January

I never managed to make sweet, willowy, athletic Denise my girlfriend.  We went our separate ways after graduation, she snaring Kevin – a U-M educated lawyer and all-around good guy – while I lucked into Kathy.  My reacquaintance with old ‘burg friends included Kevin and Denise, now a dear friend once again.  It was from Denise that IContinue reading “High, Semi-dry, January”