“What year?” Vince asks. “1963.” I say with a certain amount of pride. “Huh, year of the Rabbit.” He states knowingly. I raise an eyebrow, where does he come up with these things? Glancing in the rearview mirror I see him chuckling and slyly peeking at his phone, “You’re a genius Vincent! Learn something […]
“I’ll turn you on sonny to something strong, if you play that song with the funky break.” Someday, somewhere, someone, is gonna whisper a little Bruce in your ear.
I like Bruce, America’s poet and all, but don’t kid yourself, that verse didn’t just fall out of the sky. It’s temptation calling and when […]
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EXT: DAD comes into focus, a big guy, burley, mid-thirties, Oklahoma t-shirt, shorts, flip flops, walking fast, almost chasing his kids. Three sons 8 YRS., 6 YRS. and 4 YRS., in front of him, running along a low cement wall. At first light, on the boardwalk, just south […]
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