…you recognize the form already standing in the boat long before you reach the edge of the water. And it’s a face you’ve been longing to see for a very long time, and that face breaks into that old and long-loved grin in the way it always used to, and you don’t say anything at first, when the two of you come face to face. And you go home too.
Mallory Ortberg
Tag: jus
Jus and I saw her at the Montreux Jazz Festival on 7 July 2005. We’d gone to see Elvis Costello; I can’t remember if Justin had already heard her or not before that night, but for me she was a lovely surprise.
Today, for the first time in a longish while, I wish I could go home.
One Year
“…let us all pause and remember the memory of this calm, unassuming man, with his self-deprecating sense of humour who, though steering clear of verbosity, did not suffer fools gladly. He was strong and steadfast for Ana and their children, though modest in his abilities and achievements.”
We love you. We miss you. Always.
I remember watching Yo La Tengo in concert many years ago, with Justin and other friends. It was a really lovely evening.
“It’s true. What can’t come back’s what we can’t bear to lose.”