tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35422342.post2292727153508478746..comments2024-01-27T20:58:12.878-05:00Comments on Boogie Woogie Flu: At The CrossroadsTed Barronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07975741901400619750noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35422342.post-20938594431649098162008-04-15T15:35:00.000-04:002008-04-15T15:35:00.000-04:00Well, anonymous, it's a long story.I was boarding ...Well, anonymous, it's a long story.<BR/><BR/>I was boarding the Highway 61 local in Natchez, which stops at every Mississippi Delta bustop between there and Memphis, where I boarded another bus to St. Louis. I was dropped off at the the Natchez bus station after a disagreement with the people I was traveling with. I was young and just out of college trying to figure out what to do with myself. We were on our way to California when I deboarded.I did eventually make it there, after a brief stay in St. Louis where I met my future ex-wife. While in California, I got homesick for NYC while reading about the Tompkins Square Riots, and eventually made it back here. I was, you could say, at a crossroad in my life. The funny thing is I find myself in a very different yet similar situation 20 years later. So there you have it the long and the short of it.Ted Barronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07975741901400619750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35422342.post-24300583772395848922008-04-15T10:28:00.000-04:002008-04-15T10:28:00.000-04:00What were you doing on that bus?What were you doing on that bus?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com