This is one of two videos I have of Burt. Two videos in which I can hear his voice. The cellphone has me made others with the phone’s choice of musical score. I uploaded this to my Vimeo feed today. Click below to see (and hear): There’s two people involved, Burt tells me. It’s aContinue reading “Watch Burt talks coffee break 2023”
Category Archives: memories
We were there
What is the best concert you have been to? The concerts we saw together, they were all magnificent because we were there. There is no best when it’s all great.
Memories of Burt, Always Burt
Once upon a time, Burt and I had been at a Mets game [there were lots of Mets games] and I have a picture sitting on a shelf next to a more recent photo of us together on 78th St. Both good memories, juxtaposed to make me smile. Like a before and after. Just notContinue reading “Memories of Burt, Always Burt”
Video memory
Waiting for my old cellphone to migrate to the new one gave me an opportunity to catch up with the video of Burt in the rehab. He came home from the facility on February 25th, 2 years to the day before he died at home. The video is just under 7 minutes and in itContinue reading “Video memory”
Remembrances
“Anniversaries” are a jarring reminder, as if I need one, of Burt’s absence. He was not here to celebrate his birthday, my birthday nor New Year’s, certainly not Valentines Day. In fact, in eight days, I will acknowledge the first year since his passing. On what would have been 35 years from the day weContinue reading “Remembrances”
Always here
Are memories a way of keeping Burt near? His presence remains in my heart, but when I remember where we had been together, it’s as if he were actually with me, not just in spirit. Could I always have practiced this total recall? Was that much always available to me? And where do these memoriesContinue reading “Always here”
Burt’s watch
Nostalgia
Nostalgia by definition is the sentiment that has us living in the past. Reliving what was, wistful and perhaps teary. In my case, the emotion is always resolute. I experience my reminisces with gratitude, glad to be reminded. The Banc has been here on the corner of 30th and 3rd for many years. Burt andContinue reading “Nostalgia”
FOMO
While listening to the New Yorker‘s in depth story on Willie Nelson, I was moved. Nelson is clearly impressive, not just as a cultural treasure, and as a performer, but also as a human being. There’s a lot I had not known about Willie Nelson. I was not a fan, in the sense of oneContinue reading “FOMO”
Summer night
When the night sky is so perfectI yearn to share it, to say look asI touch your cheek in the tenderSilence that is often the languageOf love. Intimacy needs no wordsWe caress those we love to urgeThem to see the beauty we know. Our caress is a whisper echoingThe perfection in the night thatSignals thisContinue reading “Summer night”
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