He was emceeing the Forest Hills 4th Of July Celebration which I attended later that morning.

I love the 4th of July, our nations independence day...man did we celebrate that holiday when I was growing up, my pops being an Air Force guy. I rarely smile when I think of past 4th of July's...I usually just kind of well up...thoughts of my father are usually very sad thoughts. He had a totally f***ed up death.
Most of the family met up in Kernersville and it was a beautiful day of 86 degrees with no humidity-the nicest 4th of July I can remember...we ate Bojangles chicken, which sister Holly bought for us, and then went over to Mom's pool for about an hour...Brandy is always so happy when the whole family is near.
"I'm thinking about learning how to draw stick figures Bob The Blade".
We met at Mom's house, not Sister Liza's because there is a neighborhood bully who picks on her daughter Mary...Liza brought over her friend Randi who obviously is from New York...with that accent and all. Liza loves that New York accent...me, I'm indifferent.
Frankly, I love no accent. Mom always says I just love people with no accent because they sound like me.
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I found some 70's radio channel on the way home and I heard this song from Al Stewart, "Time Passages" which came out in 1978...I listened and it took me back to my high school days in Fayetteville...and for the first time ever, I listened to the words.
"Well it's just now and then my line gets cast into these
Time passages
There's something back here that you left behind
Oh time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight"
Time passages
There's something back here that you left behind
Oh time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight"
Now...what the f*** does THAT mean??
I love all the 70's corny songs because I was in high school then. No matter what came out in high school...you love it. No matter how gay.





