I love the idea that somewhere, all day long, it's just starting to be Christmas Day.
Hope that's happening right now where you are.
And Merry Christmas.
-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.
In the Late Sixties/Early Seventies, one of the first jobs I ever had was as a stockboy in a grocery store (a Shop-Rite in South Bound Brook...
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