As he spoke I realized how much I was missing.
I struggled to seize the moment more out of civility
than desire
I was tired from staying up the night before
trying to be all that the Master Chief could be.
But my foggy perception settled a little and I noticed
there was something of interest being said.
So the man spoke and I heard
him discuss the history he had gleaned from many references.
It surprised and excited my attention.
And I saw myself or, more to the truth,
I saw what I wanted to be
in those who survived the hell of the past.
-2007/12/13-
The man replied…to the neighbourhood Holiday party RSVP request. ( Festivus?)
What dish might the Grigons be bringing to represent the Even sides?
Another idea- could we prod your talented daughter into a two song set of Xmas songs? No payment up front but she will be allowed to place a hat or cup in front for cash donations like a busker. She can split 10% of the gate with Mary Devlin who will be asked to play her harp.