So I mostly stayed at home, drank too much and listened to the same music over and over again. Frank Sinatra's Wee Small Hours of the Morning, a scratchy old record that had once belonged to my mother, became a favorite as did the Joni Mitchell album, Hejira.
(Contributed by Douglas Lee Gibboney)
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