September 27, 2013

Concord, MA. October, 1981

Even though we’re not far from the Minuteman Battlefield, you’re not about to see the whites of my eyes. At least not in those aviator-glasses days. And especially not in daylight. Nick and Peter and I had gone on a historical excursion out to Walden and Concord when we spotted this monument in the town square. It called my name. 

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