Yeah, it doesn't get much better than this-and that's fine with me, too.
Spring it on!
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
It happens every summer in the parts of New England that aren't actually parts of any part of New England. When we think of Massachusett...
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