Author(s)

Fredrick Marion

Document Type

Blog

Publication Date

10-8-2017

Abstract

My dad used to have this brown leather case full of cassettes. He played the hell out of them. Pink Floyd. Led Zeppelin. Cream and the Allman Brothers. He'd get his guitar out and strum along, no shirt, no shoes, Kool hanging out of his mouth, coffee sitting on his amp. He's inextricable from that music. He's why I have guitars and a closet full of '70s shirts. I fell in love with those songs.

Keywords

Erma Bombeck, humor writing, Erma Bombeck Writers' Workshop, University of Dayton


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