Feel All the Feelings, From Beginning to End

The year was 1998 and I was a senior in high school.  As I sat in Abigael’s Grill on Central Avenue in Cedarhurst for my graduation dinner, the class photo montage began.  Pictures were displayed to Semisonic’s “Closing Time.”  And though at 17 I was more of a Lynyrd Skynyrd and Bob Dylan kind of…

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