Other People’s Photos
Everyone has a story. It’s filled with history, artifacts, other characters, love, fear, mistakes. Watching other people’s photos gives you insight, at least into the good parts. There has been a lot of good parts. Very few pics remain. They only exist on FB, and if it goes, so does my history. Oh well, Monks do all that work on sand paintings, only to sweep it up and let go, maybe I will, too.
Before they go, would you like to see?
When I say I came from a school of hard Knox, well, here was a true cowboy in every sense of the word. We actually hung out at Gilley’s, and I rode the mechanical bull.
I was a clown.
