As I searched through my archives for a particular childhood picture this evening, I came across this concert ticket stub. It threw me back to another time and place. A time of quoted poetry and Shakespeare (from Henry V to be exact). A time of shared books and music. A time of love, longing, and dreams of every possibility. And now, I can only wonder what ever happened to that certain someone who endured the speeding ticket on the way home from the concert; who shared the shock the next morning of hearing that SRV and his entourage had died in a helicopter crash just hours before; and who just disappeared while I went on to graduate school and other romantic mistakes. I just wonder…..
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