by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from the Ridge.
Now and again Herb and I will make a fatal stab at regaining our youth and venture out into the world of nostalgia. Last week we took another dip into the fetid fountain of youth by attending a Beatles re-enactment concert. Four talented young men who weren’t even alive when the Fab Four toured America put on a two-hour extravaganza for an