Fears

Letters from Jail: Chapter 10

It’s the summer of 1973. My family lives in Tucson, Arizona. My parents are divorcing and live apart. I don’t think the divorce was final then. Dad picks us up on the weekends. He’s an aspiring songwriter and spends a lot of time at a recording studio, located on the seedier side of the city, named “Golden Tracks.” The studio was originally built by the…