Monday, August 1, 2011

July 30

In the afternoon, going home,

Text from my son:

My old friend's death - too late now

For that talk over old times

My dear, sweet troubadour of the city

1 comment:

Mike and sometimes Rachel said...

I'm going to his servie tonight at th puppet theater.

I didn't see much of roy the last 20 years, but he was always dear.