Monthly Archives: July 2019

brothers, part 19

act 1: it’s late. they’re listening to beethoven, which seems odd until you think about how beethoven lost his most crucial sense and persevered. the pup that the older brother rescued from death on the ballinger farm sits in his … Continue reading

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brothers, part 18

if i needed you would you come to me? — the prophet townes van zandt June 18, 1977. They stood next to each other and promised to take care of each other in sickness and health, till death do they … Continue reading

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brothers, part 17

it’s only time. and only time will tell. — the prophet guy charles clark Rick looks intently at his watch as we begin our walk. It’s 1 o’clock. We were heading out for our morning trek today when he glanced … Continue reading

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brothers, part 16

when you find the one you might become, remember part of me is you — the prophet lyle pearce lovett Dementia is a funny thing. I understand how it works, but I thought somehow I would be immune from its … Continue reading

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brothers, part 15

It’s a banana boat floating down the san marcos; we’e got a couple hundred miles to go — the prophet smelly dog The guy in the photo is Mike, our Brother the Younger. We’ve been through some wars. We go … Continue reading

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brothers, part 14

Rick and I go out for a walk around the neighborhood after too many Rosa’s tacos and Proper Queso. We are in the last couple of blocks when a dog runs up. He’s got that “I’m lost, rescue me” look. … Continue reading

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