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Dan Folgelberg dies of prostrate cancer. 56 years old.

http://www.danfogelberg.com/news.html

I loved this guy--sappy music and all.

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Permalink Reply by BO on July 13, 2015 at 12:51pm

Congrats. You're free!

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Permalink Reply by Mouse on July 13, 2015 at 12:58pm

yea (new English), rather impressive Hannah.

Permalink Reply by Cal on July 13, 2015 at 1:30pm

Wow Hannah .... hope you've got a birth certificate ... just in case you need to prove you do exist ... I can't see anyone just taking your word for it -:)

Mouse it sounds like we did similar sorts of flights to school except no pygmies on mine - it was called the lollipop flight - full of kids going south to boarding school - lots of teddy bears travelled with the passengers.

Lord of the Rings was a real treat to read - a friend & I puzzled out the rune alphabet from the pictures in the Hobbit book & used to pass notes in class that no one else could understand. It was better than Latin because not even the Latin teacher could crack those note codes.

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Permalink Reply by Mouse on July 13, 2015 at 3:33pm

without wishing to brag (ahem), these were not lollipop flights, although I'm sure my bear would have preferred such a thing. Most of the passengers were adults and when I travelled with my brother we headed for the seats near the back where we could enjoy ourselves and drink lots of tomato juice.
The VC10 aircraft was deemed sophisticated in the extreme by all the grown ups, and we were often told how lucky we were.

I don't remember there being more than a handful of unaccompanied children. Right at the end we travelled back with lots of families on board, during the withdrawal. I remember people at the boat club in the harbour becoming more serious in mood as such tales were told as of human tissue sailing through the window into the breakfast frying pan during a 'terrorist incident'. There were reporters waiting when we landed, bothering people.

My brother had become a chorister by then in a cathedral school. One of his silliest ideas was to offer me for sale to a guard in Tripoli airport, or was it Khartoum?

The Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders were my heroes , in Aden.

Permalink Reply by pan on August 16, 2015 at 7:20am