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“And after and for a long time to come he’d have reason to evoke the recollection of those smiles and to reflect upon the good will which provoked them for it had power to protect and to confer honor and to strengthen resolve and it had power to heal men and to bring them to safety long after all other resources were exhausted.”
From All The Pretty Horses
I have begun,
when I’m weary and can’t decide an answer to a bewildering question
to ask my dead friends for their opinion
and the answer is often immediate and clear.
Should I take the job? Move to the city? Should I try to conceive a child
in my middle age?
They stand in unison shaking their heads and smiling-whatever leads
to joy, they always answer,
to more life and less worry. I look into the vase where Billy’s ashes were-
it’s green in there, a green vase,
and I ask Billy if I should return the difficult phone call, and he says, yes.
Billy’s already gone through the frightening door,
whatever he says I’ll do.
-Marie Howe
The summer of 2005, we (Andrea & Boudreaux) left the rest of the mortgage-paying but well-dressed alphabet in Denver, CO to join the Peace Corps in Bulgaria. At the end of our service in October 2007, we departed on a night train to Turkey to travel overland through the Middle East and Africa, couchsurfing as we went. We returned in August 2008 to meet America, as you might an old lover, with fresh eyes and a new fondness.
