This is a story that tells of my one and only encounter with Kris Kristofferson. I was a kid of eighteen and he was a janitor. We had a beer together and then went our separate ways. He went on to become the famous Kris Kristofferson and I ended up buying his records and thinking, … Continue reading John, Kris, and Me
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