NaBloPoMo Has Me Writing About Crushes. WTF! The prompt for today has me thinking back to when I was, hmm, let me see… Revolver came out in what year? 1966. August 5th to be exact. So I was 9 years old. I’d listened to other Beatles albums and 45s at a fairly well off friend’s […]
Masks, Self, and Other
The word “mask” makes me think of the collection of masks from Mexico that were once a part of my daily life. Some creeped me out, some drew me in, some had a definite presence. I headed up the security section of the Arizona State Museum and routinely walked through and trained the gallery guards […]