The Linden house was oh so good to us. As I emptied the contents of the shop a box at a time, the memories were abundant. Even though I had seen the same blank walls before, they looked completely different- barely worse for ware considering the million good times. I wish I had more pics, like some of the night we all got snowed in with Sisters and Emily Hines had a huge black eye... I lost a ton when my old computer died, but I still had some good ones.
Here are the last few I got on new years eve when I moved the last of the stuff out. Goodbye friend...
