Forty years ago, I was visiting family in Goldsboro, North Carolina. All the radio and TV stations had very little else other than this landing on the Moon.
I was at my buddy Ronnie's house and we were watching it while listening to albums. I remember, we went outside and looked at the moon and thought, "Wow, we're really on it."
Pretty Impressive Stuff. --RoadDog
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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