I got to spend Friday night sipping whiskey in front of a fireplace while listening to country rock, Saturday afternoon splitting wood with the old man, and Saturday evening catching up with old classmates, teachers and neighbors at the Palinski's barn party, an annual collection of interesting and accomplished humans that likely rivals that of any small town east of the Mississippi.
Sunday was rainy driving, listening to John Mayall on the highway and Cradle Switch while riding past farms and fields. I met the latter's lead singer at the party the night before, and I highly recommend streaming their record of Americana music if you like that sort of thing. The singer, Ferrilyn, sang Forever Young at Bill's funeral 15 years ago, so meeting her was a bit of a full circle deal.
I'm back in Manhattan now. The camaraderie of the North Country and the lessons of Bill's life inspired me to make plans with close friends as soon as possible.
When I returned I called one of my best friends in the city so we could finally schedule completion of Ken Burns' Vietnam documentary series, which we commenced in November and took a while to get through, because, you know.
Then I arranged the first purely Cambridge crew mountain lake gathering in a decade. The last time the four of us were alone up there, I was in between globetrotting journeys. Now they're all married with kids or cohabiting in houses, and I'm a Harlem globetrotter
Sunday was rainy driving, listening to John Mayall on the highway and Cradle Switch while riding past farms and fields. I met the latter's lead singer at the party the night before, and I highly recommend streaming their record of Americana music if you like that sort of thing. The singer, Ferrilyn, sang Forever Young at Bill's funeral 15 years ago, so meeting her was a bit of a full circle deal.
I'm back in Manhattan now. The camaraderie of the North Country and the lessons of Bill's life inspired me to make plans with close friends as soon as possible.
When I returned I called one of my best friends in the city so we could finally schedule completion of Ken Burns' Vietnam documentary series, which we commenced in November and took a while to get through, because, you know.
Then I arranged the first purely Cambridge crew mountain lake gathering in a decade. The last time the four of us were alone up there, I was in between globetrotting journeys. Now they're all married with kids or cohabiting in houses, and I'm a Harlem globetrotter