November 27, 2010

Pale blue morning, crows calling.

Adam included me on his list of visitations over the holidays, and that is a blessing. Drinks at Jack of the Wood. Someone across the room wouldn’t have to know he was talking about his life in the theater and as a student at UNG to see that he was very happy, very fulfilled, very much ready for what rolled before him on the horizon of time. Being with him is like drinking champagne, like holding your hands over a campfire. There are some who are simply blessed on all sides by all the gods. You’d think that knowing them would induce envy, but it doesn’t. Instead it makes you say in your heart, “This, at least, they got right.”

Then apres-Thanksgiving at Jack and Leland’s, where my pork roast with root vegetables was a hit the second time.