Did Ed pick the place to match his outfit? No, he picked the place because it's his local, and he likes the owner. And the waiter. And the fried goat cheese, and the bacon-surrounded dates. He told us all stories and bought us all lunch. Me and Chien-Chi and Barbara and Ralph. And then it was his naptime (4:00, since always). So Chien-Chi, who goes home to Austria on Friday, taxied him home, and Ralph figured out how to get us home by water. A long ferry ride for the price of a subway ride!
And even now, Ed is getting the staples out of his head and learning what chemo has in store for him. "I can feel it eating away," he says of the cancer.
I keep thinking about Ed.
ReplyDeleteHoping for the best.