Friday, April 13, 2018

Firecracker Hill

You live till you die so you might as well sing. Somehow we became convinced that somewhere up that mountain lay the fireworks confiscated by Birmingham's finest, not so fine at the time, I should say.

We climbed that mountain but we never found any fireworks.

Maybe that lesson was the whole thing. All I ever needed to know.

I don't even like fireworks.

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