Knock! Knock! Knock! Someone was banging loudly at our dorm room door. I bolt up from my dreamland slumber to see our door ablaze in flames! Panic time! Bolt out the window? Try to open the door? The flames are…
Tag: 1967
People are Strange; 1,747 words
“People are strange, when you’re a stranger…” The Doors were playing their new hit song on the radio. It was raining, and I had just taken the Ashland, Oregon exit off of I-5. “…strangers look ugly, when you’re alone.” I…