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LETTER TO THE EDITOR

I got the word not long ago that a good friend was gone. To be fair, we hadn’t been close for quite a few years — decades, actually. So the shock of a permanent separation was not what it could have been. Still, it was something that made me question the stability of so much I took – and still take – for granted.

How far back did we go? It was so long that I sometimes think of that span of years as something of a fantasy. “How can I have memories that old?” I ask myself, ignoring the fact that I’m even older than the oldest of those memories. But I can’t come up with a decent answer. I simply tell myself that I’m still here and my friend is not.