A Cautionary Tale of a Life Lived with the Minimum of Rational Discretion

Wednesday, January 08, 2003

Mom & Dad - Retro

I spend quite a bit of time wondering if my parents know who I am, or even more recognize the man I've become. Though I have to admit to being taken aback (and a bit mystified) when I sat and had a lovely dinner with my Great Aunt Mae (and folks) last night and heard charming stories about what rock stars they use to be (or to use her words - "On the farm we all thought they looked like Hollywood movie stars"):