From her old age home in Koln a friend of my mother called to congratulate..Strange people from far away think I still exist, that I have a life worth congratulations. I got this week an invitation to a wedding in St. Louis from a friend I haven't seen in fifteen years. Today a friend from the old country send me a new year? best wishes...Haven't seen him in twenty years. We could cross path on the street and not recognize each other.
News of my demise have not crossed the rivers ond oceans... Or maybe they try to prove to themselves they still have friends.
Yes dimanche apres midi of self pity..
.save in dimanche
