Sacramento Dreaming (that’s me on the 34th floor)

There are defining  moments that never fade from memory.  My defining  moment was in an hotel room in Portland Oregon.  I was sixteen years old  watching Johnny Carson on the 14th floor of the Portland Hilton looking down onto 6th Ave watching the city go by.  I clearly remember thinking this is what I want.Continue reading “Sacramento Dreaming (that’s me on the 34th floor)”