Confessions without the breastplate
I celebrated my 79th birthday in July so I am as qualified as anyone my age to have picked up some anecdotal and philosophical (perhaps whimsical) observations about being a stoner. Thus, I call myself the Senior Stoner aka The Pub Guy.
I will be back soon with my weekly column. This is work in progress but it is long in coming and we have assembled a wealth of information that will enhance our readers ability to appreciate and enjoy the good and better balance the inevitable rough patches.
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