Glad to meet you..but where was my head all those years?

It was June 1975. Teen aged young man whose life revolved around music and photography.I’m talking lived and breathed music and photography. We’re in Alabama visiting mom’s side of the family. I was in the kitchen, hanging out doing whatever (can’t remember now). My uncle, who was only a few years older than me comesContinue reading “Glad to meet you..but where was my head all those years?”