And the past couple weeks, Atticus Books has shared some rough-draft memoir about my father's experiences in relation to his father and son, and although the year is 1991, the song resonates somewhat with the current situation, or at least the malaise we're hopefully climbing out of.
Here's part two:
and in case you missed it, part one:
and an earlier section posted at When Falls the Coliseum:
For now, we'll let the URL links hang out in public, but maybe banish them to hyperlink status later in the week.