I slept morning after Holt! 's and read that afternoon until Papa Bear trucked up to Rome to fetch us down to 2112 (First Avenue).
He loved talking with us about Woodstock and the new Hendrix recordings. He still has that excited teenager inside. Definitely the best ride down 101 in many years at least, and maybe, because here we are together again, even the best ever! After all, now we were heading to a house soon to be bombarded with triple kid energies.
These fine people took me to their homes and all through the neighborhood to meet everyone they knew that they could find.
We hung out all weekend! They were my Crew.
These people here took me walking everywhere. We practiced inking. We played some of our favorite songs.
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