Interlude
Daddad taking namesake grandson for a spin, Castro Valley, CA. [A story unfolded after we exited these doors: it will follow soon. Meanwhile, I could’t resist sharing the image.]
Mom’s passing, 19 years later (Weekend bonus shot, 09.02.12)
Pops and family, Castro Valley, CA. The summer of 1993 I was slowly adjusting to a breakup (not my choice; the axe fell just outside a Lesbian Avengers meeting in NYC). My mother spent that summer in a convalescent hospital, ostensibly healing from first one, then another bone
Fall Guy
Fall, the hinge season: time of transition, from warm to chilly, from preferred (by many) to tolerated (by most). Longer, pleasant days give way to shorter, often less pleasant ones. So-called because leaves fall from trees, which image–leaf separating from tree, doing so in obedience to the inexorable pull, life’s