Memoirs, a Narrative. Part Two.

My thoughts on Phoenix, Arizona.

I had a friend who moved from Minneapolis to Phoenix during the time I lived in the Twin Cities in the late 1970’s. Okay, he was a fling. Damn he was hot. Prison Guard type hot! He lived in Wisconsin, just across the river from Stillwater. Oh, and I do mean HOT!!! He had a name in the bars and a real name. One of them was Paul… don’t remember which.

I remember writing to Mom about the situation and describing Phoenix as “the biblical description of hell!”

After visiting Dad there multiple times, I stand by my description!