Mi casa es tu casa Mi ciudad es tu ciudad Amada ciudad de mi Padre y su Madre Ciudad de El Paso –Pamela Lowe Saldana
Mi casa es tu casa Mi ciudad es tu ciudad Amada ciudad de mi Padre y su Madre Ciudad de El Paso –Pamela Lowe Saldana
Initially, Loraine Fuller was flooded with relief when she looked out the window of the luxury apartment she shared with her sons. Her car was there. In her parking space. She had been looking for it for hours. Well, actually, it wasn’t so much the car, that she was looking for. It was her son, […]
Those in the know tell us that memories usually begin about age three. Most of us don’t remember anything before that. It’s called infantile amnesia. Sounds reasonable, as it seems consistent with my own memory. For instance, I remember this vividly: Riding in my mother’s car–the song 1,2,3 Red Light playing on the radio as […]
So I’m going to begin this post with a shout out to my friend and fellow blogger Michael over at moonknight65.wordpress.com. Michael is a very good writer, a knowledgeable film buff and connoisseur of retro television. He also knows music and–if I’m not mistaken-has worked in the music industry. Michael likes the band X, which […]
The guy was obviously scared out of his wits watching them destroy the duplicating equipment with bats. Most likely, he didn’t know about their MO; that they acted like marauders mainly for show, smashing the stuff to bits–cursing up a storm while they did it. Moishe could imagine how the guy felt…Even cheap vinyl cutters […]
You remember that kid? What was his name? The one from El Paso? Cocky, but quiet…Had an air about him. Not so much a strut but an attitude. You know who I’m talking about…Cute. Played the guitar. Could sing too. Sounded a lot like Buddy Holly…Yeah! That’s who I’m talkin’ about. He played at PJ’s…Packed […]
There are some police officers who become cops because they want to protect and to serve. Probably not too many, but there are a few. I’ve never, personally, known a cop like that, but I’ve heard of them. On the news. And I’ve read about them… I knew a cop, once…Well, I knew him before […]
We all have our favorite bloggers. Some of them become our friends. Some don’t. Some bloggers are part of our daily ritual. Others–like a favorite cousin that we rarely see–drop in sporadically. But we are always happy when they do. And we hope they feel the same about us. Some bloggers teach. Some merely entertain. […]
When music historians write of the origins of rock and roll, most of them settle on Chuck Berry as the master architect and rightfully so. Berry was a singing, song writing, guitar playing phenom who bent the chords into twangy distortions that paid homage to the likes of, Webb Pierce, as well as mentors T-Bone […]