A short visit.

October 13, Fulton.

I drove to Columbia to meet Greg for lunch and went to see the house where I lived there, on a one-block dead-end street called Otto Court. It was too cold to wander around as I had planned but I did get to visit with Lily, Sally's daughter, whom I hadn't seen since she was eleven; she's twenty-six now. The onslaught of a bad headache and the cold sent me back home to the circus in the afternoon where I collapsed on the couch and slept the pain off.