The Asteroids 2008
Life scatters you like aumtumn
leaves in November. You hurry along, bumping into things before
tumbling on again.
I went to High School with the guys in these pictures. What life had in
store for us we couldn't have imagined in 1966.
Once a year we get together to play old songs in a garage. Despite the
grey hair and wrinkles, the personalities
have not changed. These guys are my oldest friends.