Tonight on the way home from work I passed a young kid standing on the sidewalk down by the bus station talking to an old man. As I passed the kid looked up at me right in the eyes and the old man, not noticing, said to the boy, “Why do you know what I was doing when I was 21?”
April 25th, 1972
April 25th, 1972
April 25th, 1972
Tonight on the way home from work I passed a young kid standing on the sidewalk down by the bus station talking to an old man. As I passed the kid looked up at me right in the eyes and the old man, not noticing, said to the boy, “Why do you know what I was doing when I was 21?”