The Hand Of Fate Had Dipped Into

The Hand Of Fate Had Dipped Into The Ragbag Of Humanity.

I Had Woven A Tapestry Of Obscenity That As Far As I Know Is Still Hanging In Space Over Lake Michigan.

Some Men Are Baptists, Others Catholics; My Father Was An Oldsmobile Man.

I Had Been An Eyewitness To A Truly Historic Moment In American Pop Culture.

Manhattan Cabs Are Born Old.