When I visited Evan and Lisa Williams, I saw a Dylan mug – the one with multicolor squares – and remembered that we too had such paraphernalia at our home. Or at least we had. I felt nostalgic. Coming home I asked my husband where our Dylan items were. We searched his closet but couldn’t find a shirt. Then while checking through the rag bag while painting this week, I reached into the sack and grabbed this:.
What this was doing in the sack, alongside old underwear, holey socks and stained onesies, I don’t know. The Dylan shirt becoming a rag?! May it never be!
