Category: the good old days

A Musical Reminiscence

     The older I get, the more my thoughts are occupied by my past. That’s hardly unusual. Neither is it difficult to explain. After all, more of a septuagenarian’s life lies behind him than ahead of him, exceedingly unlikely advances in human longevity excepted. Besides, a man in his seventies hardly has the range of …

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The Good Old Days Dept.

     Being old, my memories contain a great deal that pertains to “those halcyon days of yore:” i.e., when I was young, dumb, and full of…well, never mind. Just a minute ago I ran across an image that brought many such memories flooding back:      (Courtesy of Bustednuckles.)      The engine is sweet-looking, but that …

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