It was 1969. One warm summer night I found myself parked on a quiet street not far from my Atlantic City home. The girl’s name was Dorothy. We could never seem to find a place to be alone, so the car was our refuge. The radio was playing softly. You know how certain songs just [...]
Popdose — It was 1969. One warm summer night I found myself parked on a quiet street not far from my Atlantic City home. The girl’s name was Dorothy. We could never seem to find ... more info