Sunday, November 27, 2016

3 Years and One Day

It's been three years and one day since you left. Miss you and love you always.

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Chapin and Ruth

I saw Mary-Chapin Carpenter last night in a small barroom. Ruth and I saw her on the tour behind the record "A Place in the World." 

Ruth, who smoked, actually met John Jennings before the show and they shared a cigarette. I thought about them both being gone from cancer and I just wished them well in that place that only they know.

Me?

I just miss Ruth and John Jennings too but she and he were both alive in those notes and words. Jon Carroll was there too. No ponytail. 

Me?

My hair is almost long enough for the ponytail. 






Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Letter to his Wife

"I am blessed above my kind, with another self-a life companion who is part of me-part of my heart and flesh and spirit-and not a fellow pilgrim who lags far behind, or flies ahead, or soars above me. 


Side by side, my darling, we walk the ways of life; and the ray of light that falls upon the one illumines the face of the other; the cloud that darkens the hope of one casts its sable shadow upon the other; and the storms that come will beat upon no single head but both will feel their might and brave their desolation."   Mark Twain

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Hello Old Friend

Recently I talked with a male friend of mine who asked about a female friend of mine who I knew back when we were also still kids. 

I left her behind the way I left everything behind, so I told him that I did not know. I never kept in touch with anyone, so I know, how things get lost.

Ruth brought those things back to me but I still never kept in touch. The present and future were enough for me. Now the present is here and I face it alone and the future is not clear to me.

But hearing a voice from the past sometimes will let you know that all the past things eventually move into the future.

Ruth's Collage, Memorial Service, 2-14-2014

Monday, August 15, 2016

Ruth Made Me Funny

I thought this was funny. Who would known I was funny. Lost 60 pounds since this day. I am cool. 

Friday, July 8, 2016

Insomnia

Ruth liked me to read to her. My voice made her sleepy and she liked to sleep, and enjoyed it.

I had insomnia. Very quietly. My whole life. Two different doctors say: "It's a syndrome." So I am not sick right? Yes, you are not sick. OK, doctor, why can't I sleep. The doctor says: "You have syndrome."

He then said that this particular syndrome manifested itself in insomnia. Apparently, a "syndrome," is/was is not an "illness." Illnesses can be cured and syndromes cannot be cured. OK, so I have been awake only 22 hours and feel asleep. But I have a question before a 20 minute to 2 hour nap.

Did Tom @kvtaam1590 #kvtaam1590 just say that if Mr Sulu had disco balls, from ice skating, and that they are near his stick shift? Someone new is coming out of the closet in a new space movie. Mr Sulu never got out of some other closet. This brings three questions to mind: 

1. If Mr Sulu did come out of the closet in the 1960's would the door slide away or have a door knob?

2. Does Mr Sulu or the new gay trekker(sp?) have a tailor who can tailor around yes, "disco balls."

3. Is someone changing a road sign in New Jersey to blink the word "poo," really news ABC and GMA. All signs in New Jersey mean "poo." All of them. Ask Snookie and spell it out for the one one with the major yabbos. 

OK that was a joke, New Jersey, and my ex-wife from East Orange named Petitioner. OK, but I did see this.

I did.

On 11-1-1975. 

Near where I live now.

Really.

I was there last night too. 38 years ago, last night, 1978, Roxy, LA. Saw it there too.

This!

Really.

This is the point in the story where Ruth would slap me. I needed it.