Bill Keim was 30 years old and a friend to Jeanie and Danny. He died about two weeks ago. A tragic, accidental shooting. He was smart and I always enjoyed his many times here. He was the kind of kid that was comfortable with people of all ages, so he and I talked a lot about photography and how to solve the world's problems.
I went to high school with his mom, Peggy. She was always laughing, bright and cheerful. She still has that same sparkling smile. It just broke my heart when I saw her at Bill's memorial service.
Jeanie came home way in advance of the services, so I spent a lot of time with her. As much as I love and miss her kids, we got so much accomplished and were able to yak it up without interruption. She left early yesterday morning. I'm already missing her.
Last night Jay and I went to my friend Peter's house for a great party. The food was terrific, but the people were so much fun. I love being this age, so much of the bs is gone and the genuine in most people prevails. We laughed a lot. I really needed it.
I'm pretty much finished Finn's portrait, but I don't want to post it yet until his mom Pam sees it. He's such a cute little dog.
I also finished reading "Still Life With a Woodpecker". Once I understood the language Tom Robbins wrote in, I could finally begin to enjoy the book. I still think he's nothing short of a lunatic (must be why he's so into lunaception, he's most likely strongly affected by the moon) or he was just doing too many drugs at the time. Whatever.
So that's it for tonight. Stay warm.
