Prior to 1979 I had always enjoyed an appreciation for words.
But it wasn’t until November of 1979, the fall of my second complete year in college that I fell in love and have remained in love til this day…with words.
It was as though a birth had happened that would change my life forever, that would always be with me, that would never leave me.
Shakespeare, Chaucer, Oscar Wilde, and many more each had the ability to pull from their soul an expression of thought, of sensuality, or spirituality.
I hold to the hope that what was birthed in me in 1979 will remain until my last breath.
By the way, “With an iron clad fist, I wake up, and french kiss the morning?”
Jon Bon Jovi