David Berman meant a lot to me. Means a lot to me. "Advice to the Graduate" hit me right around when I graduated college, and its advice hums in my veins at regular intervals: always use the old sense of the word; the things that you do will always make your mother cry; don't believe in people who say it's all been done, they have time to talk because their race is run. Not that long ago I got snagged on that last bit, convinced that my race was one that …
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“For every hour he spends with mankind he needs 3 hours in his closet” (letters from my father part 3)
Yesterday was the two-year anniversary of Harv's passing. I thought about him a lot, and I thought about how he would like to be remembered aside from my sharing his wisdom with strangers and friends (which he might have only secretly enjoyed). Though this is a heavy week, no doubt my dad would have wanted me to enjoy myself and think of the good times. And so, in that spirit, I'm posting a sweet, pretty light-hearted little number; also in that spirit I …
1 Yr L8tr: My Prince Post
This is a slightly revised re-post from my Facebook page a year ago, but I'm gearing up to return to blogging, so I wanted to put this here for posterity, in honor of the first anniversary of his death. MY PRINCE POST My first good Prince story involves a friend’s mother reporting how scandalized she was by the things Prince said about Sheila E. (as she stood there beside him) at Madison Square Garden the night before, and how jealous I was that I …