© Frank H. Jump
© Frank H. Jump
© Frank H. Jump
© Frank H. Jump
The robin in the Lahn Street driveway (in front of the house in which I used to live) is screaming at the sky “Hey you big loud bird, pipe it down!” Now I remember why I fled at seventeen as soon as I could support myself. I wonder if the booming decibels of the overhead jets contributed to my tinnitus?
