August, 1964
A crowd had gathered- they always did when Dalene sat outside with her guitar, but that evening it was larger than ever. We were leaving in the morning and it seemed everyone we had met that summer wanted to stop by to hear her play one last time. She sat on the steps of the […]
Posted on August 11th, 2007 by Zsallia
Filed under: 1963 to 1967, The Past, Wounds Inflicted | 3 Comments »