Tim Jon
Just Like Nothing (Else) On Earth
By Tim Jon One of my favorite memories of my Dad is watching him run from our family car to catch (on foot, guys!) and jump onto a departing Fire…
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By Tim Jon It didn’t look like it was closed for repair; the place appeared to be in suspended animation, commerce-wise – perhaps awaiting the machinery of real estate. The…
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By Tim Jon Yeah – it was those balconies that got me; no, I’m not simpering about losing my heart on Bourbon Street: I’m just going back, about 20 years…
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I have reached a conclusion: I definitely prefer the world as seen from within the Park’s boundaries to that of the ‘real’ outside. Perhaps one day, I shall just stay…
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By Tim Jon Not everyone likes surprises – I’ve come to find; perhaps ironically enough, I seem to actually enjoy change – even upheaval and turmoil – more and more…
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