African Safari

Kenya, Africa. 1976

My buddy Bob informs me, that tomorrow at 7:00 am,

there is a safari leaving. This is a once in a lifetime chance to

go on an actual African safari. So I could go out the night before, and party with

the guys, drinking and carousing, chasing women, in a shallow display

of man at his worst, or I could  stay in, and partake the next morning in

an experience shared by the likes of Livingston and Stanley. It was really

no decision at all.

So here is a picture of the safari, taken by my buddy Bob.

I don’t have any pictures of my night of drinking and carousing.

What can I say?