Once upon a time a unique woman took an interest in my random ways and irregular talents and wrote a series of “letters to the last boomer.” (If it’s not too obvious, “last boomer” refers to my birthday, which at the time referred to my youth.) The letters were swirling excursions into art, literature, culture, and the trials of daily life—all run through the filter of peace, love, and understanding. I will likely fail her standards and effort, but so be it. Welcome to “Letters From The Last Boomer.” — Steven Earl
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