Coltrane's stoop

Headed out of town, from boathouse row, up into the east park, on the VinoVelo ride,  you might hear me grumbling.    Not to the rider next to me or the one in front of me in the rabid two by two ragged line of overly-hyped riders.  and not about anything other than,  I'm pointing out John Coltrane's home.  Where he lived for a bit.  Its there, run down,  across from Longknockers driving range,  That once had a one arm pro, and a beat up caged toyota that was a good target to aim for while it swept the cut up old smoothed used golf balls.

That what I like about this time of year.   I coming into it full pep.   Whit gusto.  It was a grand year,  super grand, and it seems to be,  that'll be a norm,.....

I like the fringe parts of philly,  and I like the history that is easy to see.   I like just riding,  I sat on Coltrane's stoop in the sun,  listening to traffic,  a warm spot.   and just let it soak in, the warmth,  and just had no thoughts at all for a while.

Cheers!  dlowe

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