I had a love / hate with my old blues, the drivers uniform, the cloak of invisibility. Sometimes the anonymous delivery driver wanted to scream just to get people notice him!
At Home, I was Dad. At the Sailing Club I was Stevie G, there was respect, and love in both. It was like If I lived the Lifestyle it gave me a badge,I was a leader, but as soon as the old blues went on, I was… Continue reading