Good bye to Erwin.
I sure will miss this neighborhood, as i say good-bye to the Tamale Man, the Green Grocer, the “Cucaracha” playing roachcoach, the Horn-blowing Snowcone man, the recycling and various ice creaam trucks, and of course, the bombs bursting in air, the yelping dog on the chain, sending my service animals into a frenzy.
God bless 2013!
Einen guten Rutsch to all, as I celebrate my new caps Taste, Taste being the German word for key. It works, only because I am working it.