Dear Partner,
Over the years I’ve grown comfortable with the idea that we spend a lot of time chipping away in the quarry of life often to what seems like little effect.
Dear Partner,
That’s us singing “Here’s To Fifty Years, My Friend.” It’s from a concert in September of 2015 half a century after we met and sang our first song together.
Dear Partner,
There is a moment in many if not most stories where the protagonist (or protagonists) survive a near death experience, emerging transformed in some existential way.
Dear Partner,
So here we are in June of 2021. The world slowly emerging from its Pandemic stupor. You and Connie coming over soon to celebrate in person the completion of the virtual journey we took around our lives in thirty letters.