(Y-9) memories, Nobel prize and Bob Dylan.

As I watched this year Nobel laureate memories came flooding back.

I remember vividly almost a year ago talking to my dad, as we did all early mornings, and talked about Dylan winning the Nobel.

He told me it was not that big of a surprise, and I quote him, ” his lyric are pure poetry” .

Later that day I send a video of Dylan performing his favorite song, Like a Rolling Stone. He got so fired up when he heard it, I guess it remained him of we he was young.

Well here I’m, blasting Dylan and holding on to this precious memories.

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