Tuesday, April 21, 2015

He Wasn't There

This is one story in a series of stories that tell about a backpack trip to Europe in the spring of 1976 by myself in an effort to run away from the pain of a broken heart. (To read from the beginning Google "The Ramblings of an Aging Baby Boomer" and go back to March 27th "I'll Never Find Love Again.")


 Wednesday night, April 21, 1976,  New York City

He wasn't there.

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