The Migration of the Anglo-Saxons
To provide a bit more visual context for the previous story, I offer this photo, taken roughly within the same timeframe of those events, with an additional bonus: it includes our trusted steed, the unsinkable '57 GMC panel truck which carried us to some of our greatest adventures from Maine to Cape Cod, from the Catskills to the Adirondacks. Winter or summer, she never let us down. Why, we were actually pre-testing the future retirement lifestyle of a bunch of RV'ers, and livin' our own Kerouac On-the-Road fantasy all at the same time. One of these days we will document the final moments of the old chariot, since she went out in such a blaze of glory.
The photo was taken as we were about to depart for Rendall's wedding, probably in the summer of '66. Rendall, also known fondly as Grendel of the Moors, until this moment was a roommate in the infamous cellar beat pad in Albany, which, like the fine mold growing on its rugs, will produce its own stories on these very pages, in due time. That's me on the left, Rendall in the middle, Bob on the right. Was it really that long ago?
posted by Mick Brady | 10:59 AM
4 Comments:
Speaking of the passage of time...(Carmen taps her foot impatiently).
P.S. Nice paint job on the GE logo.
I hear ya tappin'. Like a fine mold growing on a rug, it is slowly taking shape in my mind. I can't proceed too quickly, either, lest I trigger an episode of PTSS. :-)
It was a classy truck all around, I must say.
Boy does that foto tug the old heartstrings... On that morning of that very foto I had to drive the truck in great haste from the foto site (Alice's house?) back to Myrtle Ave. for some reason (I probably forgot the rings) and careening around the corner at the end of the Myrtle driveway I hit the house. The truck was undamaged, but the house broke. Unfailing steed, we had to keep that five-gallon can of motor oil in front and fillerup every few dozen miles, but she never failed. Ah, the tales there are of the red beast... BTW, who took the foto?
That takes me back to that same period. Similar but different set of wheels, similar but differemt set of characters, same MO. Just based on the photos on this and your respective blog sites, I don't think I could have picked either you or Robert out of a lineup. Good memories...
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