...And The Nights On Broadway... By Jim Parks I don't know what was there in those days - at the corner of Romolo and Broadway - next do...

By Jim Parks Because everyone gets sick at the same time, there were almost no parking places available at the VA Hospital. A white man in a...

You got that screaming tenor horn, dude. You got that rock and roll. You got your driving beat. You got your summer heat. You got all that s...

By Jim Parks ... From down the street, I heard such a sorrowful tune coming form the place they call the Spanish Moon. - Little Feat The con...

By Jim Parks The mother cat, Miss Rosabel, ignored me as I scooped the kittens up and put them in the tow sack. She rubbed against my legs a...

Believe in me cause I don't believe in anything and I want to be someone to believe, to believe, to believe. Me and Mister Jones stare i...

By Jim Parks Streaming sunlight penetrating the gauzy curtains through air washed of its sooty, dusty characteristic haze by the previous ni...