We are like the old homesteaders, ain't we Lynne!
I rememory the first time I ever corresponded with you it were in relation to the tattooed woman slowdancing with the cowboy at Cassie's bar. You asked how I thought it compared to the Flannery O'Conner story about a man getting Jesus tattooed on him. I had never read the story until then. Now I have mentioned her twiced in one night.
When I met you at the Cooledge Theater it was like I had always known you.
We have seen some changes, fer sure.
Will be good seeing you and Chuck and Paul and Rich soon. I've needed a visit.
Yep, you were sure patient about those ramblings that having a crush on my English professor sophomore year brought out in me. I still think McMurtry and Ossana have read O'Connor tho. And lots more to say about idolatry
vis a vis the dance if anybody cares
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And wow...Coolidge Corner Theatre...A great memory but one that doesn't stick in my mind as sharply as Paul's backyard, for some reason. I remember coming out his backdoor and catching your eye when you stood across the garden near the fence. That sense of always knowing was there from the very beginning. Now that I've decided to come/go/leave/move I'm really happy about it.