Tag Archives: Marielle McDermott

Excuse me, while I kiss the sky.

Posted on January 31, 2011 by George C. Hartman

Oh, James you said it so well. With your guitar licks and deep lyrics. Don’t be afraid of the dark anymore. One day I’ll be home. Wherever and whatever that is. If I owned a home AGAIN-it would be a … Continue reading →

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Keeping Brother Glenn alive

Posted on July 10, 2009 by George C. Hartman

There once was a herd of ten sheep and they were all raised in the same pen. They looked at each other and said, “Look at you, YOU are the BLACK sheep of the family.” “No, I am NOT. Have … Continue reading →

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Free WI-FI

Posted on July 8, 2009 by George C. Hartman

My bathroom is the next fast food restaurant and the YMCA. I always liked the Y. It is pampering of my body. Endless hot water in the shower. 103 degree hot tub in front of a picture window of woods. … Continue reading →

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Breakfast at Tommies

Posted on July 6, 2009 by George C. Hartman

In Westfield with dad. That handsome guy that wore the white apron, kinda quiet. Never asked what dad wanted, just gave him the same thing everyday, at the same green marbled table. The smell of that place was breakfast. Toast, … Continue reading →

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