I’m Somewhat Uncertain About the Men Behind the Curtain

[Tantalizing title of a draft post by Trail friend Sturgeone this morning. Nothing more, just a taunting tease for a thread. Wonderful, classic first sentence worthy of a great mystery novel. Who are the men? What and where is the curtain? and why are they hiding behind it? Tune in later for more, hopefully. In the meantime, savor the line’s exciting promise and let our imaginations run wild with anticipation.]

The Times

Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway Don’t block up the hall
For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled.
The battle outside ragin’
Will soon shake your windows And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’

Thank you, Robert

Thanks for the stories.
Thanks for the tall tales.
Thanks for being brakeman on the hellbound train.
Thanks for the solar stove and Peggy’s garden.
Thanks for the water harvester.
Thanks for the Mustang Sally bassman rock.
Thanks for Joe Don the Fig.
Thanks for the picks on Buddy’s grave.
Thanks for the blue corn.
Thanks for the Shelter Boxes, Haiti bound.
Thanks for the vest which is going to be a family Heirloom.

Thanks for everything, Bob , it’s been a gas.

If ever we had a Trail Boss it is certainly CBob aka Colorado Bob

– – Craig