In the late seventies I escaped the rigors of living in Michigan and moved to San Francisco. There, I formed a three piece acoustic group. We did the supper club circuit since we had no drummer. We performed songs by Crosby, Stills, Eagles etc. One day, after band rehearsal, I left my lyric book of songs, written and illustrated, on top of my car roof. Unknowingly, I drove off. When I went back to retreive the book, it was gone. Fifteen years later it showed up in the mail. It had been found by an artist who finally felt he should return it. I was astounded.
The fellow who found it was named Dan.
The above painting was done in watercolors called Dr. Martin Dyes.. At the time I believd that when you were young you encounterd many spikes along the way in your life, but as time went on life smoothed out, perhaps with one big obstacle or two ahead. I'm not sure I believe that now as the spikes continue. The big one is yet to come.
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