Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, and Maladroit Carpenter Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
Monday, June 5, 2017
An Obituary of Note
Roger Smith has died. I don't know if he was more of a hero to me at an impressionable age because he had a snappy wardrobe, a snazzy T-Bird convertible, a phone in his car, or a cool theme song. When I was older, it was because he was married, for a very long time, to Ann-Margret.