A snippet from the band Kansas' ditty- "Carry On Wayward Son" - dedicated to a blogger I didn't know of or even read until today.
That blogger- Greg Beck- passed away last weekend.
I'm just a comparative newbie with this present incantation of a public presence called "a blog." While I love to write- most of that tends to be "song poems" - more than 400 of those emotionally wrung-out pieces since 1974.
Just as revealing is what the various bloogers write about themselves- their own observations on life- which many times strikes all too close to my own head.
In a sense- we're all "Wayward Sons" or daughters.
That blogger- Greg Beck- passed away last weekend.
I'm just a comparative newbie with this present incantation of a public presence called "a blog." While I love to write- most of that tends to be "song poems" - more than 400 of those emotionally wrung-out pieces since 1974.
Just as revealing is what the various bloogers write about themselves- their own observations on life- which many times strikes all too close to my own head.
In a sense- we're all "Wayward Sons" or daughters.
Personally- I'm pondering the tragedy of Greg Beck's passing and the possible greater tragedy of not only not knowing his blog existed- but not meeting and getting to know Greg. Seems like we two 'city kids' had quite a lot in common.
Rest in peace - Greg Beck....
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