10/25/19 17:49 East Northport
I have not taken a shower today. My skin is feeling clammy, but it’s
alright. I will jump into a hot shower
and head over to Patchogue to see Chick Corea and company. The seats I assumed would be empty – one on
either side have been sold to strangers.
It’s alright. Looking forward to
seeing this show since it’s the first concert in a few weeks, and the first on
Long Island in months, maybe a year? Who
cares?
Meli and I had a tiff last night. By this morning, we were back. She fell asleep without calling. My imagination was creating a scene that is
best left unsaid in this blog. I feel
like a commercial, “For the rated R version, go to my other blog…but this is it
ladies and gentlemen.” Like I said, this
morning we were back. She explained she
laid down last night, pulled the covers over her since it was cold and rainy in
Mexico City and was quickly off to dreamland.
Saw Lou today. We had
lunch. I have sad news to share since my
worse fear came to life. My favorite
barber, Jack passed away. After lunch we
walked over to see if he was there – to make an appointment. The store was black. There were signs on the window and letters
from customers, expressing their condolences to his family. Dried flowers were still in a vase. There
were candles long seduced by the elements - extinguished. We read the notes and the posts. This was a man spent his life working and
loving his family. They were his life,
and I know they will be successful since Jack was very proud of all of them. They were all successful. I will miss him and yet I was not
surprised. He was sick for a while and
yet it was sudden. The last couple of
times, I needed a haircut I’d call Jack.
The answering machine would not pick up.
I knew he had passed.
Thank you for reading this.
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