1987. Sandy Lake, Pennsylvania. Our basement. And Guns ‘n’ Roses plays while my brother, sister, and I rock out. My brother was always Axl. Because, well, he was the oldest and that’s just the way it was. Enjoy.
We used to build these fantastic forts out of branches and twigs and enormous leaves that grew on some variety of oak or ash trees. Truthfully, I can’t remember. It was so many years ago. Every day during the summer, my brother, sister, and I would get ready for the day and head out. Which […]