Revisiting long since pasts. The Memories I can still recall. For now... In the basement of M&D's house in Yonkers. It is cold, as usual. Our breaths make a vapor as it leaves us. I am writing a song off the top of my head. "Unlaced in the basement, because I love you" is what I say. To my new wife. It is 1991. Neither of us is even twenty years old. I borrowed my Dads giant footwear so she would be warm and comfortable in mine. Lacing was not in my plans. I borrowed my Dad's giant ring for the... read more
