Closing Credits

As will happen, I got a bit of sad news yesterday evening from Gary, an old friend of mine concerning another old friend, Leonard E. Grandy, and Leonard's passing. We had both lost contact with Lenny years ago. The three of us had been junior and senior high school friends, playing in a couple of garage bands and even after we all did stints in the military, playing again in a couple of bands till real life (marriage and work) intruded. After that, we drifted apart.

Gary and I kept in touch, although sporadically, but still enough that we knew more or less what was going on with each other's lives.

The email told me Gary had been Googling names he hadn't thought about in a while (as you do), and came across an obituary for Lenny, who had died in 2003, and one for his wife Shirley, who passed the previous year.

The news prompted me to write a loose sort of poem, something I haven't done in years. I was in the living room early this morning, sort of dozing, and it just popped into my mind.

Poetry

It might not really rank as poetry, but it was cathartic for me and lessened some of the sadness. I thought I'd share it with you. Hope you like it.

Dave