"When dawn spreads its paintbrush on the plain, spilling purple... ," Songs of the Pioneers song from TV show "Wagon Train." Dawn on the mythic Santa Fe Trail, New Mexico, looking toward Raton from Cimarron. -- Clarkphoto. A curmudgeon's old-fashioned newspaper column, cross-breeding metaphors and journalism and art, for readers in 150 countries.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

The Booth is a difficult verb--interlude

The coming semesters were filled with pain, and joy, and awareness of the preciousness of life. The feelings are still raw and melancholy for most of the denizens who "Boothed."

Just this week, years later, one said, "It's too bad Bob isn't here to correct you." Others have said "I've been thinking a lot about Bob recently." The Clark thinks The Illidge is reading this, in between keeping God in stitches with his humor, asking him to forgive The Clark for being The Clark, and to help him write the hard things ahead.

And at the end of this today, The Clark did sigh deeply.

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