After coffee and papers, after college and crosswords, after Camaros and Sunbirds, after Boone's Farm and ghost stories, after Krispy Kreme and car windows down (dead winter), after Finian's Rainbow (St. Mark's) and sleepovers in the child's room on Vandam St., after the early morning muggings and the late night drives, after Friar's and the Kettle, Monhegen and the dorms, bathtubs and shaving cream, people and more people, life speeding up, the Carolina Apts. and the the red cherokee ....I will always remember that "Reggae music is the best music" after talking you out of walking into the sea.
I hope this entry finds you well and happy. I'll see you in our mid-thirties soon. Love, Blaine.