Feeling quite beat after the morning's activities and rushing about on errands. I pulled into this large pull-out to see where I wanted to go next and The Band began playing on the radio...
I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead;
I just need some place where I can lay my head.
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said. |
Well, that's a message if ever there was one. Cache is about 20 feet from the item in the picture. I really liked this numbering.
Dedicated to the memory of the man and his work. Levon Helm, May 26, 1940 – April 19, 2012. Requiescat in pace.