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A pic of my buddies mustang, he keeps shined like
Tags: red,  mustang,  ford,  convertible

anaglyph 3D image of an old Ford pickup ..You'll need Red/Cyan (blue 3D glasses to view this image
Tags: Anaglyph, 3D, Stereoscopic, Truck, Ford, Pickup_truck, antique, vintage, classic, relic, old, sepia_tone

This is my Autobiography, full of violence, no pro
AND EAT IT BY DIPPING LOAF BREAD IN THIS SOCALLED RED EYE GRAVY. LITTLE PA HAD A BUGGY AND A BIG BLACK MULE TO PULL IT AND PULL THE ROAD. OTHER THAN MISSING MAMMY AND DADDY VERY MUCH THIS WAS LIKE
Tags: non fiction,  autobio

This a recent repertoire list covering the vast ar
at Me Me and My Gal Meet Me in St Louis On the Sunny Side of the Street Ragtime Cowboy Joe Red Red Robin Roll Out the Barrel Shine on Harvest Moon Sidewalks of New York Swanee Take Me Out to the Ball
Tags: Songlist,  Repertoire,  Guitar,  Vocal,  Singer,  Setli

The summer my parents divorced, my dad sent my bro
his arm out to stop me. He brought his finger up to his lips and leaned around the corner so he could see the driveway. A red Ford parked there. Id never seen it before. The driver sat in the front
Tags: divorce,  runaway,  brothers,  teenagers,  fort,  small

Jim Colyer takes his son to our nation's capital.
a letter I received from Senator Bill Frist of Tennessee regarding an increase in compensation for disabled veterans. Day four began with Ford's Theatre, where Lincoln was assassinated. We looked
Tags: Jim Colyer,  Washington,  D.C.,  White House

Jim Colyer writes about the New York Yankees!
was designed for Babe Ruth and the team's left-handed batters. Ruth homered in the first game played at the Stadium. The mythical Curse of the Bambino began when Boston Red Sox owner Harry Frazee sold
Tags: New York Yankees,  Jim Colyer,  Michael Colyer,  New

True story of a trip over the mountains
and uncomfortable, I was ready to be home. Pat was worried that I might go into labor, and I was trying not to think about it. He tried to keep the old Ford at a comfortable temperature, but it seemed we were
Tags: Thanksgiving,  snow,  travel,  Oregon