You Know What We Need?
We need to figure out what to make of the next 1,826 days -- history -- voodoo -- Radio -- candor -- flora -- Luck -- sexy time -- We need to get back to writing, journalizing & corresponding -- We need to yell our passion for goggle tans -- But keep to Attention & Good Manners -- And always have a big towel, your train whistle, a sharpie & the gumption to build a pillow fort -- Zacolique, KatuStarcraft, Life in the Face & La Maison Rose -- Don't forget winter, not to mention actual snow please -- Rockies -- map -- catalogues -- Blizzards -- Canon G10 -- Vitamin b12 -- We certainly do need to share more -- And read more fiction!
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There’s only thing keeping my dad’s brother Ben from getting to us for tomorrow and Saturday: civil war in Nigeria. It would have to be something that drastic to keep my uncle from being with his family. My mother tried to make him feel better, saying he didn’t have to come back once dad died, but he knew in his chest that would never work.
My uncle Ben is the stronger person I know, he works in the craziest places in the world and travels beyond any kind of professional globe trotter I’ve ever heard of. He’s a doer, and a mover, and an excitable mother when he wants to be. Now he’s trapped on an oil rig off the cost of Africa because a country is in turmoil. He must be beside himself, off his rocker.
Tomorrow, I have to be beside my mom but I’d just as soon be beside my uncle Ben. When I was born my dad said: “Oh! Y’a l’air de Ben!” And the doctor everyone thought was an anglophone until then said: “C’est qui Ben?” Well Benoit is my uncle and he’s the strongest person I know. And if I close my eyes I’m sitting next to him with a twelve of Stella and lots of photo albums, and we are laughing at our past selves and of Jean & Paul’s silly faces.
Just because he’s not next to me doesn’t mean he’s not with me, and he knows how much I love him. I just wish Nigeria knew how they are upsetting us.
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