One Less Set Of Footsteps
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I Got A Name
Politics, Sports, Classic Rock & Container Gardening - They Make Strange Bedfellows. Now, if any of you Leftist Commie Bastards feel the need to reply to my posts - do it in an intelligent way. Don't come back to me with flames or bullshit stating "You Suck Greasywrench" or say nasty things about my "Mamma" and my "Granny" This isn't MTV. If you can't debate with me using your brain then stay on the AOL boards with the other nit-wits.
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Rich,
He was great! I had the great fortune of meeting him in a Howard Johnson's Restaurant along the PA Turnpike the winter just before he died. I sat at the counter nearly frozen to death from my motorcycle ride nursing a cup of coffee and he plopped down next to me and we talked bikes for a while before I recognized him. I was suffering a brain fart. He looked so familiar and then I asked him who he was. He was just a normal Joe. We yakked for a while and then parted company like old friends.
The world lost a good one.
As much as I dislike the PC nonsense of YouTube I can still find music there I can find nowhere else.
1972 was a banner year for me when I heard Jim Croce's "You Don't Mess Around With Jim" for the first time. It was my first year out of high school, my first real job, my first car, etc... The memories will never fade.
My mom had tickets for a concert of his the week he died. What an amazing musician he was.
Jim Croce was always one of my favorites...
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