Ahhhhhh’m coming home…
Ahhhhhh’m coming home.
Made up my mind that’s what I’m gonna do.
Can’t love nobody on the telephone,
So I’m coming home to you…
(name that tune, anyone?)
Yes, the trip was grand. SCBWI Philly, and the Baltimore Book Festival, and Rosh Hashanah at Bolton Street, and most of all the wedding of a dear old friend in the gorgous low mountains of Western Maryland.Â
Maryland. Home, home, home where I’m from and will always, in some part, reside.
But now I’m ready to be home, home, home, where I live. Where we live, my feller and I, with our boys. Home. Where the key fits. Where the blankets smell like mine.Â
So tomorrow we’ll be back on the road, the kids and I, for 12 hours of fire engine noises. Wave when you see us pass.Â
Don’t worry. We won’t be stopping!!!
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