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HIGHWAY SONGS

The call of the highway has been a lifelong passion. My four speed '63 Corsair complete with an eight track player, nine inch coaxial speakers, and a constant diet of James Taylor, and Grateful Dead songs of the road. 

We lived in our cars in those days, traveling hundreds of miles of back country roads almost nightly, smoking Winston’s and drinking Scheduling Little King Ale. 

I wouldn't be caught dead on a bicycle in those days, but the highway had romanced my heart for life.

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