… imprinted on its crisp, gauzy, layered skin – in a language understood only by one person – the experiences .. the people .. places .. memories of same .. which helped make you uniquely .. you.
The ‘You’ which would not exist today without the ‘Us’ & ‘Them’ by your side during the long, strange ride. Nor, in particular, without the You of your childhood …
As one of his favorite sayings alights on a stream of errant thought waves. Fluttering like a pretty leaf in the sky. ‘Can’t have everything, eh?’ ‘And, if you did – where would you put it?’
Thinking how that would be a perfect opening line for one of his songs in the making. He’s a multi-faceted, multi-talented sing-song student / son / friend / ‘father’ … of ‘Spoonful,’ his sidekick for the last 8 years – mostly pure Dalmatian with a smattering of Boston Terrier mixed in, seemingly, for comic relief. Sorry, Spoon – only meaning that you’re so damn surprisingly cute that it’s nearly impossible to not break out into at least a smile – most often, an audible chuckle – when first seeing your nearly-caricature-self.
‘A Boy and his Dog.’ A phrase so powerfully evocative that immediately upon hearing it an image of same alights in one’s mind. C’mon now .. YOU .. who are reading these words right this moment … think .. and share – with anyone else who might be with you – your immediate first thoughts / feelings / recollections when you just a scant moment ago read the words ‘A Boy and his Dog.’
But first: explore them yourself.
Were you immediately thrust back to being your ten-year-old self riding your bike down the street – your four-legged-friend trotting alongside as faithful and deliberate as a shadow?
Or did they send you to your favorite picture album .. walking with your fingers through its sun-dried pages as it whispers its secrets with a soft swoosh in a language only you can understand? Each photo sparking yet another sense to life as you begin smelling / touching / hearing your old friends laughing over some ridiculous shared thought …story from way back in time which feels like it happened two weeks ago.
Hopefully one or the other.
Either way, it was my pleasure. You’re welcome.