There are no winners or losers in time of grief

My emotions today were like a game of raquetball, exhausting. I did give away mum’s bed to a young couple with kids who were sleeping on the floor because their bed from their storage was moldy. That and remembering to eat (thanks Squire) and a glass of wine have called the game a tie.

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Buzzy Donahue

I grew up in San Francisco in the 60's. I lived in a world of sex, drugs and rock and roll. After a long stretch working on my tan I have joyfully found my way back to radio. Because you can't fight it; when it's in your blood. I play music on KPTZ.org.

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