Yup, I am back at my mom’s house in the Bay Area, and yup, it is because another human being has passed away. This time, it was the mom of one of my two best friends, one of the two guys I grew up with, in a very real sense. We were brothers and more than brothers. We still are.
I did my: ‘getting up obscenely early, leaving San Diego so I could get through LA before the traffic started’ thing, and therefore, we have these pictures of the sun rising.
Ironically, while we said goodbye to one mother, my mom… well into her nineties… is in Europe again, this time with one of my brothers and his family. They couldn’t go up in the Eiffel Tower, because Trump was having dinner there. Trump has now impacted my family directly, rather than the more common, indirect ways in which he usually does it… to all of us.
Anyway, I don’t know how long I will be in the Bay Area, or what I will do, but I will try to keep up with the photos this time. The memorial service was lovely, and afterwards, we went to the house where my friend grew up, just up the street from the house where I grew up, and after a few beers, I found myself telling stories of ‘back in the day’ to all the nephews and nieces of my friend. They will never look at him the same way again. HA!