Oakland Park, United States
Saturday nights were always at Filmore East, aka under the dome. The minute you stepped onto the dance floor you became part of tribe. i remember magical nights and becoming part of the experience that Shawn, Michael, Roy, et al, then there was Terry. He tease you throughout the evenimg til about 4AM. Then he got serious…he created art, and brought you his journey. you didnt leafy OP ooumg stop eancunvmm
art to the dance who
mmusic just dancing the night away and knowing i belonged there.
Fast forward a few decades, i lost my husband and partner of 27yrs to cancer in 2019. i lived in fog for almosty what two and a half years. the fog lifted when i was ready for to go away and rejoin the world.
