"Uno verbo dicam, nemo audiet: sed ego, perseverabo diem mortis meƦ."
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Will it never end?
Twenty-eight degrees this morning, a biting wind from the northwest, and snow on the mountains. But then there's finally the smell of hot dust as the new furnace kicks in. What a relief.
hey Dennis, send me a line when u can,,,Metro memoriesThanks, John..I don't understand this Blog stuff, Just happened upon it and thought might be a means to connect with the past a bit,John Boyles
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hey Dennis, send me a line when u can,,,Metro memoriesThanks, John..I don't understand this Blog stuff, Just happened upon it and thought might be a means to connect with the past a bit,John Boyles
don't know if this blog thing lets you see my email? but mander.jerry@aol.com,,John m11 metro 19 74 to 76
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