A dark cloud has descended our Sanchez clan as word of the sudden passing of our first cousin Herbert Cano reaches us from his loving wife.
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A momentary perch upon which to light. A reflecting glass as such for my thoughts and expression.
A dark cloud has descended our Sanchez clan as word of the sudden passing of our first cousin Herbert Cano reaches us from his loving wife.
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...must come to an end, they say. Sadly, it was so for Steve's 1987 Ford Bronco XLT 4x4, seen here in its halcyon days thirty seven years ago;…
Photo credit: Steve Staley |
…lovingly cared for, over the years by Steve Staley, his wife Angie, and myself;…
Photo credit: antaresrichard |
...and lastly by Steve's grandson, Braden Spence, who put in even more passion, time, and effort restoring it.
Photo credit: Braden Spence |
Alas, t-boned, totaled, and taken out this year by a careless driver, running the red. Fortunately, Braden was unscathed.
Photo credit: Braden Spence |
All the same, Steve’s Bronco, despite its occasional fits and starts, served us faithfully. Goodbye ol’ friend.
I was seriously thinking of backdating this photograph to the time I took the snapshot, nearly ten years ago on Thursday, March 27, 2014. That however, would rob it of its significance, and render my next statement meaningless: It has been among my favorite photos of a dear friend and myself all these many years!
In general, I'm a nobody. That is to say, I am completely unknown to the world at large. So imagine my surprise when someone famous took note of an internet comment I made.
There is a popular Facebook page that deals in nostalgia. Colouring the Past is its name.
A few days ago, it presented a 1969 television recording of The Who performing "Pinball Wizard" live on the 'This is Tom Jones' set. Sometime during the act, drummer Keith Moon's cymbal stand fell, off-camera, from the riser. (I've highlighted the overturned cymbal stand here in the still frames for easier viewing.)
No one, in the 350 plus Facebook comments however, made mention of the mishap -- so I did. And that was that I thought. Well, one commenter did applaud me for my sharp eye. Confession: I use to be a broadcast floorperson in my earlier career, and we were always on the lookout for potential prop failures, troubles, and such.
Then tonight, I went to my Facebook notifications, because a second person had hit the "like" button on my "One cymbal takes a fall for the performance" comment.
It was Roger Daltrey!