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Some nostalgia instead of getting relegated to the attic get a dusting off to teach some repeated growing up.
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First Road Trip Alone
oh yeah
it was a very good year
yes it was
'56 and coast to coast two-lanes
pickup trucks comin'
chrome finned luxury goin'
hog pens stinkin'
corn troughs feedin'
grain silos and wheat fields
peekin' ‘tween Burma Shave signs wavin'
ahh
happy pee times
and food stops
Wonder Bread and mayonnaise
thunderhead clouds
soakin' locust caked asphalt
reflectin' streetlights and headlights
colors goin' wild
just me in my flamingo ford ‘53
broken bird ornament
atop prime-painted hood
flyin' high we was
radio blastin' Shake Rattle and Roll
me nodding to myself
uh huh
uh huh
i'm bad
i'm smokin'
i'm smilin'
i'm adult now
so damn adult now
laughable
so laughable
don't make 'em like that anymore
first road trip alone
so alone and free
not knowing up ahead
my hubris shadow was stirrin'
about to teach me what alone
really meant--
alone
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
8/9/2012 |
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With my twin brother around, most of my trips during that era were not alone. Later I drove alone almost exclusively, but by then there were interstates which made it a lot easier but hard to find pee stops. My 57 DeSoto was all rusted out but it got me to California in time for the revolution.
Ron |
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| Reviewed by Mr. Ed |
8/9/2012 |
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| I like nostalgic, and this is very good. |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
8/8/2012 |
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Kerouac on wheels here, Odin,
and a nice mild steroid of excitement
and anticipation; enjoyed the style of delivery
very much, the casual but crisp lines,
the no-wastage phrasing; this i keep to read
and read again
john |
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| Reviewed by pat medlin |
8/8/2012 |
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| oh yes...the arrogance of youth...but wasn't it fun.... |
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| Reviewed by Regis Auffray |
8/7/2012 |
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Honest and real, I love it, Odin. Thanks for sharing. Love, peace, and best wishes,
Regis |
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| Reviewed by Jerry Bolton |
8/7/2012 |
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| Nope, they don't make 'em like that anymore. I remember, recall and think back of that first surge of FREEDOM on the open road. Trying to do all the cool thing before sundown. Yep, I absolutely relate. |
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