Category Archives: 12 Step Meetings

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The Friendly Ghost Of Christmas Past.

Last night, driving home from our show at the Biker’s Stage, we passed an enitre block of houses lit up for Christmas. Red, green and white lights. Some beaming steady while others blinked on and off. I said to Will, … Continue reading

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“Imaginary Pep Talk #1”

“Imaginary Pep Talk #1” @JosephJohnFull4 https://medium.com/@joefingas/imaginary-pep-talk-1-dddde78c476b

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My Mind Is Goin Through Them Changes

I’ve been hearing that song in my head lately.  Buddy Miles.  The Electric Flag. Hendrix. Band of Gypsies. Me. For some reason, my mistakes have become obvious.  Not the snafus from a drunken land far, far away. I’ve made up … Continue reading

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A New Trick For This Old Dog

This morning was the worst. I was tired. My knees ached and my feet were still sore from being squeezed into my cheap ass dress shoes all day yesterday. I was beat and I didn’t want to get up. But … Continue reading

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Not Yet

Sometimes I forget I’m a lucky man. Forty  Years ago, I was closing in on The last days of my life. I can’t say I Prayed for death coz I had long since  Stopped all form of prayer but, I … Continue reading

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Mi Nombre Es..

Joey’s 13 and it takes him a while to wake up in the morning. He doesn’t want to talk when he climbs into the back seat of my car.  Well, it’s really my brother’s car. It’s black 2006 Mercury SUV. … Continue reading

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