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wistful days and wistful nights

May 13, 2012

While I’m in the states for my grandson Sean’s high school graduation, please enjoy or

re-enjoy some of my most memorable days and nights:

 

the night I ate a poem in boot camp

 

the day I lost a van full of sex addicts in an art museum

 

the night ten of my daughters gave birth

 

the day I didn’t levitate

 

the day I integrated a Woolworth’s lunch counter

 

the night I wet myself at a Jimmy Buffett concert

 

the day I defused my population bomb

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