Tuesday, December 8, 2020

ELEVEN MONTHS BEFORE WARTIME








 Eleven months ago this past Monday, I had dinner with Mike & Darci up on Belmont near the Red Line. Covid-19 might have already been in the air, on the train, the buses.  Then everything slammed up against the new reality. I haven't seen anyone not directly related to me or a store employee in eleven months. These are the last photos I took. The contents of my backpack and my jacket, barely touched.

Monday, December 7, 2020

RIGHT HERE IS WHERE THEY CAME FROM, ONE ON EACH SIDE. I MISS YOU, PAL.

This alligator Pal got on his ninth birthday last July. It was the same day that Trump called Ukraine, so we named it Quid Pro Quo. Pal had no problem with that.