Wednesday

Welcome to My Handsome Life


It's good to be handsome. Which I am. It's also good to be tall and rich, which I'm not. My father was handsome and he knew that as well. Once I overheard him say to himself as he finished his morning shave, "Ed Crowley, you gorgeous sonuvabitch, don't you ever die on me."  But he died relatively young leaving ma and me just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.                        

 I never learned to play that guitar ,settling for the bagpipes instead. Most of my life was spent as an  Art Director and Political Cartoonist. But all that was yesterday- a harsh reality if I weren't so damned handsome.

2 comments:

  1. Very nice, thanks for sharing.

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  2. Wow, Pat. I was just telling a friend how much your father and mine would have loved the internet. Damn they would have tried to own it, I think.
    Love this blog too.
    Patti Thompson

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