From where I sit, I can see them, across the street, across the parking lot and up on the deck at the front door of the museum, three older white ladies with processed hair, two of them grey, one brown, each with the destinctive curvature to their upper backs, they stand hands on hips and one points with the toe of her sensable shoe to the spot I have memorized in my head.
"Jack and Ennis, Ole Brokeback Got Us Good"
Yes!