Within Me Without Me

One Friday night, on the way out of George Harrison’s Friar Park estate, I was sitting in my car waiting for the back gate to open. It was 11pm but...

Strange Blue

When I heard you were killed 100 days in—there came a strange new blue over me. Took awhile to get acquainted with it. I know—I can hear you laughing, “Why...

Every Gate is of One Pearl

The last time we spoke Earl casually referred to a health issue. I had no idea until later that it was a serious illness. We had talked over a period...