Opened the paper this morning and saw an old friend, Jerry Brown, died. Could hardly believe it. Heart went out of the day after that, but we plodded on just the same. Remember reading once that sound never dies. It only fades away. I guess if that’s the truth, Jerry’s music is still out there, somewhere, and Jerry with it. He was a good guy. I’ll miss talking to him.
Pushed ahead with the new story this morning and made some nice headway. Spent the rest of the day reading. Didn’t feel like doing much else.
K coming over tonight for an early birthday dinner. Veal chops and broiled brussels’ sprouts. Cake and wine. Be a good night to kick back and remind ourselves of what we have, losses be damned.