It’s the end of July. It’s hot. The Guns of August are here. Each July the Tour begins and ends before the August day my father was born. This year was the 100th time around for the Tour de France. I must watch in respect.
Somewhere squirrelled away in my house is picture of the man who was father. He seated up upon a full sized wheel leading the Macy’s day parade. Pop’s passion…
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Posted by Tench Tilghman Aug 01, 2013