The Muse and I There was a time When the Muse Erato came often Brought me from A dormancy dreary of thought, Brought me to High points of my fancy and fun, Held me close in Her tender arms of rhapsody. The years passed And ink went dry within the pen, And a harsh wind […]
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The Lonesome Train Whistle
A moment of sweet reflection came to me – just wanted to share it with you. My wonderful grandfather was a section foreman on the Louisville and Nashville Railroad line. In youth I lived for awhile in the old gray two-story section house with my grandparents. The house was no more than a hundred yards […]
The Final Curtain 