Oh, no.

I’m hearing from the grapevine that Francis “Woody” Woodbridge has passed.

For those of you from out of town who have been to the Hut, you may recall Woody as the blind man with the voice of God who read so frequently in our open mikes.

Woody was a true survivor of the Sixties and a heck of a character. I know stories about him from his youth that would frighten and amaze you, some of which can’t be told even now.

This hurts.

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown

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