Tomorrow starts not just a new month. It’s also an end. A termination. A retirement of sorts. Maybe a beginning but I leave that for another time. I enjoyed it or endured it or perhaps tolerated it for more than a decade.

It accompanied me to many an event.

It carried a number of important possessions: a “club,” a football, a basketball. a pair of cleats. I started to remove contents on Friday. Business cards. Water bottles. Tire gauge. Phone charger. Lightning cable. A Gotham folding picnic table. A portable lawn chair (for outdoor shows). Reusable shopping bags. Quarters for parking meters. A small stockpile of some Gotham pins.

It even sports a sticker with a message important to this correspondent (“INDUCT POCO into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame”).

It carries mucho memories.

It certainly served this commentator well.

It inspired my road songs playlist.

I never created a list dedicated to it but songs by the Burritos (Wheels) and Poco (Drivin’ Wheel) come to mind.

Tomorrow we say goodbye. And thank you.

(And at a particular moment in time I'll hear two great bands play --

It's All Over Now {one take}   {other version}