Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Bye, Davy...

When I was little, my dad had a news stand in the New Brunswick train station, a well traveled stop en route to New York. One day when I was there, Davy Jones passed through. I didn't recognize the guy in the jeans and grey hoodie... so alas, no autograph, but I have the memory, and that's quite cool. Life is strange. And wonderful. 



You'll live on in my daydreams, Davy. Safe journey <3

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  1. This made me so sad. Many many good nights out have ended with a drunken rendition of Daydream Believer.

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    1. I know! Loved him, loved The Monkees show... And can SO see him as the Artful Dodger... :'(

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