2016-02-02-2027Z


we don't get winter in La Paz. instead we get a few days of late autumn, and in a few weeks a few days of early spring, interspersed with the otherwise endless summer. today is one of the former. it reminds me of the tragic November day I lost my father; that day in Boylston I went riding through the wind-whipped streets of Boylston looking for my friend Larry Ingram, with whom I had lost touch years before; the day in the New Jersey park with the person who would participate in an 18-year tragicomic experience with me called "marriage". such days as today are not good for me.

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