Such a wonderful story and photos. I wonder if the friend that died was none other than Steve Prefontaine? I went back to a few places where I grew up as a boy. They are still there and nothing has really changed. My grade school was torn down and a tree that I would climb is gone. Every thing else is pretty much the same.
Truly a wonderful piece. Your writing resonates with so many people, especially me these days. I can't tell you how much I look forward to your next post every week. I am looking forward to reading more from you. Take care my friend.
Such a wonderful story and photos. I wonder if the friend that died was none other than Steve Prefontaine? I went back to a few places where I grew up as a boy. They are still there and nothing has really changed. My grade school was torn down and a tree that I would climb is gone. Every thing else is pretty much the same.
Truly a wonderful piece. Your writing resonates with so many people, especially me these days. I can't tell you how much I look forward to your next post every week. I am looking forward to reading more from you. Take care my friend.