by code monkey » Fri Jul 24, 2020 1:58 am
40 yrs ago today I married a wonderful, talented man. a chemist, writer, amateur astronomer and paleontologist. a kind, patient father. good-looking, i'll be boiled in oil if I can figure out what he saw in me. death took our wonderful son almost 9 years ago and it took Michael the year after. I've observed this day, as I do all of those days with peanut butter and a few drinks. this year it was some red box wine. several years old but not bad. really not bad at all and I generally prefer white wine as the reds seem a bit harsh. at least at the beginning. I don't know why people sneer at it. of course if one drinks 5 days a yr, one cannot be said to have any sort of a palate. I am, however, high as a kite. and have been. I miss you, Michael. I always thought that i'd go first. that's why I told you to please remarry. after a suitable time, of course. and to choose carefully. and to not give her all of my jewelry all at once. I have no blood relative who made it out of his/her 70's and look at yours. not fair. not right. you and Elliot. I miss you both.
and still i persist in wondering whether folly must always be our nemesis. edgar pangborn
come gentle night. come loving black browed night
give me my romeo. and when he shall die
take him and cut him out in little stars
and he will make the face of heaven so fine
that all will be in love with night
and pay no worship to the garish sun. william shakespeare