tangledupinblue

I spent the last part of today with ghosts.

Walking with my mother,

thinking about my earliest years.

Remembering, with a smile, how I learned about horse racing

Alydar and Affirmed.

Thinking about Hercule Poirot in a big sedan in paris

our driver pietro

those fine, fine family days.

Hearing all these stories of my youth makes me smile and miss you more

Thank you for my childhood

and thank you for allowing my Mom to smile.

Love you, Gran.

11/11/2004