tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post8609375403396179566..comments2023-11-05T04:02:39.418-05:00Comments on Michelle's Spell: The Streets Of PhiladelphiaMichelle's Spellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15769666862403600253noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post-45705593554632407322012-03-05T14:15:34.476-05:002012-03-05T14:15:34.476-05:00I ate off the value menu when I sold furs in Manha...I ate off the value menu when I sold furs in Manhattan. I never gave up hope of getting into advertising, though. Thanks for being such a great fan of the show! See you at the end of March!--D. DraperAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post-70381072259399423282012-03-05T14:12:16.751-05:002012-03-05T14:12:16.751-05:00I ate off the value meal when I was selling furs i...I ate off the value meal when I was selling furs in Manhattan. I never gave up hope of getting into advertising, though. Thanks for being such a great fan of the show! See you at the end of March!--D. DraperAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post-50428848103204100402012-02-29T21:21:25.556-05:002012-02-29T21:21:25.556-05:00"He loved the wrong women or the right women ..."He loved the wrong women or the right women at the wrong time"<br /><br />"Could hold a grudge longer than the IRA"<br /><br />Great descriptions! <br /><br />I to remember your fond recollections you shared in class. I can think of no better tribute.Tikileehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02098644731438782962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post-27796633660421768192012-02-29T14:50:38.573-05:002012-02-29T14:50:38.573-05:00At night I could hear the blood in my veins
Black ...At night I could hear the blood in my veins<br />Black and whispering as the rain<br />On the streets of PhiladelphiaAndyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01118056118034447492noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post-36032825855837404122012-02-28T16:53:18.081-05:002012-02-28T16:53:18.081-05:00Thanks Michelle. Missing my brother so much. I...Thanks Michelle. Missing my brother so much. I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who depends on a blind man to guide me through this dark place called life. Love you girl!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25133444.post-48953372291060532502012-02-28T16:00:15.480-05:002012-02-28T16:00:15.480-05:00Michelle over the intervening years of you telling...Michelle over the intervening years of you telling us of Hank D. Ballenger, you have shown us, made him live for us and in that you have kept him alive to a far wider circle of friends than he could have acquired on his own. <br /><br />He probably would have mocked you (jokingly) for letting us know him but for that I for one at least am grateful that you have over time shared him with us .<br /><br />Find peace and humor today, that I think is what he would have wanted you to do.the walking manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10058913927297370740noreply@blogger.com