Letter to a Late Friend
I know you’re not walking on this plain with us any longer… I’ve been editing my bookmarks, and clicked on your website. I am delighted to see it’s still up. 💕.
While I’d much rather you were still here, the last batch of years have been nothing that would have pleased you politically or pandemically. We’re working through it.
I think of you often, and am enjoying a glass of wine from the glass we got at the Taste of Tacoma beer garden, the last time I saw you. It’s a precious little vessel. I miss you and your exuberance for life and music.
Lots of love,
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