Evening

Fall is upon us and it brings, at least to me a time for reflection. After all these years I still miss the fuck out of Larry. I think of him at the oddest times and I seem to have forgotten all the bad stuff and just remember the good.....dam powerful memorey filters I am thinking. RIP my friend....you we're loved.

Spring

Larry loved the spring and warmer weather. It meant time for camping trips, hiking and the Kawi came out to play. We took a lot of road trips on that bike. The longest was from Ct to Nova Scotia. It was a long time on a cycle...but great memories. Greasy spoons for lunch and a "sit down" place for dinner. Camped out some and stayed in hotels when it was cold or raining.
We spent a lot of time talking then...plans for the future, about buying our house, me going back to school to finish and get my degree, him starting his own machine shop...he was a tool and die maker. Lots of hang gliding, glad I did it but it scared the hell out of me the first few times. I had a fear of heights but, with a lot of trust he got me to jump off a cliff, I lived and the phobia eventually went away.
Spent my first summer.


A CHANGE OF SUBJECT MATTER

We spent every day together after the day we met. A funny story about that. Some place in the middle of those years we split up, I don't have a clue as to why now, but we did. In his terms "until you come to your senses I am staying here every night, you don't have to talk to me, just know I am here" and he did. Came over at bedtime, unrolled his sleeping bag and went to bed. I would wake up and hear the shower, doze back of and wake up later to a cold cup of coffee on my table.
Whatever change happened and he moved back in and it went well till he died.

I heard my first bike of the season today...dam I still miss him.

Take Care of Youself and The People You Love