Monday, December 10, 2018

The Ghosts will Show up

Longtime readers will recall that my father lives in the house we moved into in 1979.

I grew up with a half dozen friends on a street surrounded by woods and swamp. It looks exactly the same as it did 39 years ago.

You can insert the memories HERE.

I wrote a novel about that street and those friends.

Whenever I go back there I see ghosts; a word I have used to describe the sensation for over a decade.

Quite accidently I stumbled upon this, an actor I like from not one but two shows I like, describing things and feelings exactly. 'Where is everybody? Aren't they going to come from around the corner?':
Forgive us readers, but the Yankee winter is coming. Don't be fooled, Winteros ain't got nothing on us.

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