Turning it on and looking at one picture was enough to remember.
It all started with a lift.
Up in the air, feathering around,
“ This is the story of how I changed the way I dive.
I was old, I felt led on,
and after the riser,
the transatlantic fall,
I could say I’m at peace with all these cycles.”
I will never forget the first time I met Tony Flanger. These are his songs from a nation.