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Thursday, September 06, 2018

Good Mornin', America, How Are Ya...

I moved from Lowell, Massachusetts to Richmond, Virginia in 1998. Long story short, I wound up at a paper bag factory similar to the one I worked at in Pepperell, Mass. I grew to hate that job in short order, but, several years later, grew to love Richmond. That job lasted a year and seven months, and the place went belly up in 2007 or 2008 -- I don't remember, and frankly, I don't give a rat's ass. The important thing is, I found a city I would have happily spent the rest of my life in. I'd still be in Richmond today if I wasn't such a big fat innate dumbass. But anyway...

I would get off work back in '98, take the bus to the nearest stop to my apartment, and, on occasion, sing this song to myself. I was a born and bred New Englander, chip on shoulder, bug up ass... and, frankly, happier than a Kodiak bear at a salmon buffet.

Those nights, walking home alone, with the quarter moon looking like the Eye of Ra keeping watch over me, are a few of the happiest moments of my life. On my own, scared, yet not feeling alone and, somehow, confident.

Somehow, I knew I would always see tomorrow. That is one feeling Nashua, New Hampshire does not instill in me, or anyone else I know.

And, here I am.

posted by Jim Yeager at 6:49 AM |


Bartkid sez,
>like the Eye of Ra
Damn, well-put, Jim.
Keep well and keep on keepin' on.

commented by Anonymous Anonymous, 3:02 PM PDT  
It is the Eye of Ra. And I still see it when the moon phases are right.

I love it...
commented by Blogger Jim Yeager, 7:57 PM PDT  

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