July 2012
In the airport, checking in for LA to Boston redeye, on a tuba:
“Dear Uncle or Aunt,
This is my international competition musical instruments. Would you please in portage take good care of it, otherwise I will be very sad for unable to join match.
Thanks,
Your child friend”
“I don’t mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can’t keep track of each fallen robin.” —Leonard Cohen
I can’t keep track of each fallen robin.” —Leonard Cohen