Jacksonville again.

October 6, Taylorville.

There was Tiffany (with miraculous news but it is hers to tell,) Steve (renamed Mike by Dylan,) Zuzana (who is going through tough times and whom I admire so much for taking them on,) Liliana (indomitable Liliana, getting into politics now to save Jacksonville from the meanness and madness of Tea Party fanatics,) there were all my friends in Jacksonville again, it is my annual reunion, and there was little time but enough for a cornucopia of a brunch, seeing the show all together and even a late night swing by the newspaper we used to work for and saying hi to an old friend amid the smell of nostalgia, the smell of ink on paper, the smell of a dying craft.