I’m never really baffled but sometimes I will say that I am. Someone said I looked like Sean Connelly after I had grown a moustache and chin goatee and I am thinking, isn’t it the other way around, that Sean looks a little bit like me. It is perplexing and that might be a better word. I stopped at a service station and the lady asked about the Connelly possibility and I told her that I was the poet A.H.McKricken and she said I knew I knew you from someplace. Leave sleeping dogs lie, I thought as I moved on to the wedding hall I was looking for. A few made the suggestion at the reception which followed about who I looked like and I just shook my head. I was wearing blue jeans and a dark navy shirt with no tie to a wedding. Once there I felt overdressed, but then, thought I could unbutton the top of the shirt and walk around as if in a state of aloofness, but this was not my day. I was a guest and this is how Sean would have handled it. A.H.McKricken aka Stanski October 27, 2021 ^
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Steve Haarman 