|Michael White's book|
"I wish I was free of that slaving meat wheel and safe in heaven dead."
At least I made it to Jack's grave this month (his favorite: October) if not today. If you're into the whole numerology thing, Jack died 47 years ago at the age of 47. That's only gonna happen once, so let's raise an extra glass to the greatest American writer who ever lived.
|Rick Dale at Jack Kerouac's grave, October 6, 2016|