Didn't people die every day that you did whatever it was that you did before the day that you died? All while the uncomfortable truth emerged and whispered that you made no good goddamn difference, while the others stress to burnish into new time the lie that says that even that has got to stand good for something, even if, in truth, it was good for absolutely nothing. Below zero.
Friday, June 22, 2018
Gregory Alan Isakov - The Stable Song - How'd She Know
A strange thing happened during the summer of 2018. I was drawn, mental pictures and all, to the Looking Glass Creek in Transylvania County, North Carolina, imbedded deep in the Pisgah National Forest, to a spot where I once played, just below Sliding Rock. I told my wife that I wanted to go there, so off we went. I drove so Stacey could have a beer on the way.
As we approached Highway 276, which would run parallel to the Looking Glass Creek, Stacey said, "this one's for Daddy," and played the Stable Song. I big fat tear rolled down the left side of my face, unbeknownst to Frank and Stacey. How'd she know?