"Is the law of our side, if I say ay?"
Sudden long un-thought memories of a seven year old version of myself standing in the strobed fog-light watching the irritating pedophile rabbi that everyone hated,
flapping in all his misdirected enthusiasm with dark blue polyester suit jacket and crimson paisley tie secretly mingeling with directed black beard. My
former I screams objection just under mad Oompah band clamor with four clap rhythm.
Asheville again soon, but not before my father's memorial service.
flapping in all his misdirected enthusiasm with dark blue polyester suit jacket and crimson paisley tie secretly mingeling with directed black beard. My
former I screams objection just under mad Oompah band clamor with four clap rhythm.
Asheville again soon, but not before my father's memorial service.