Cleaning out my mother's study, I came across her old address book, which had sustained some water damage, in addition to having weathered multiple decades of entries and deletions...mostly deletions! A testament to the brevity and mutability of life and friendships ...
I agree with Jonathan--a fine one, indeed.ReplyDelete
Oh, Sean. Oh. So poignant.ReplyDelete
I am silenced by this, cast into rumination.
Easier, (sometimes, I think), to go out young
in a spectacle of crushing steel.