No
one can say what got me here.
Oh,
I have stories to be told, but
would
that be enough? Perhaps, if
we
shared the same space some-
where
along the dubious and
winding
way. I figure choices I
have
made, good luck and bad
played
substantially in my dreams
of
fantasy and reality. Yes, but can
you
be a bit more specific, you ask?
Well,
I suppose a good deal of it
had
to do with the 1968 Chevy
Nova
I bought new. Drove that
son-of-a-bitch
sixteen years. Got
a
long ways with that until I handed
the
keys over to my son when he
was
sixteen. And after that, it was
one
ride after another, old and new.
But
that’s just me, what say you?
-30-
Chris
Hanch 1-13-2020
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