I sit here in a wasteland
Of trials, traps and tribulations. A dear friend passed away in his sleep and I feel oddly left out of the whole grieving process. Lenny was the guy who said if no one wanted me I could live with him...he even offered to marry me for various reasons. I didn't accept his offer but the strings that held his heart and mine together I don't think anyone even my husband will understand.
When I first moved here Hellfire Club was my first home away from home...when I had to find my own place and eventually do it without any back up I found he lived three blocks down. He was my indigenous old neighbor I occasionally cooked for, laughed with, and even cried with when our friends passed over to the other side.
I will miss his crazy cranky tirades and all his wacky stories...how many people do you know that go out to the park with a tshirt to tie to a tree and a 4 foot single tail to practice with...and NOT get arrested by the cops!
So long my Hannukah Harry with the big caddy...may you find your peace and other friends down below....this hell up here will miss you.
'speclly me.
When I first moved here Hellfire Club was my first home away from home...when I had to find my own place and eventually do it without any back up I found he lived three blocks down. He was my indigenous old neighbor I occasionally cooked for, laughed with, and even cried with when our friends passed over to the other side.
I will miss his crazy cranky tirades and all his wacky stories...how many people do you know that go out to the park with a tshirt to tie to a tree and a 4 foot single tail to practice with...and NOT get arrested by the cops!
So long my Hannukah Harry with the big caddy...may you find your peace and other friends down below....this hell up here will miss you.
'speclly me.