Box of Rain

Again this blog will fade into silence for the next week or so. My brother and I (and our 15 cousins) have suffered the loss of a cousin, my parents (and uncles and aunts) a nephew and my uncle a son. A life removed from this world too soon and in a reckless, painful manner. We are all in shock and grief. But we are a large and loving family and I know we will persevere.

Love for Dugald

I've see good men going wrong
I've seen bad ones get it right
As that river rolls along
I'll be steppin' out tonight

On the cool flow
Floatin' down, down below
The bridge to the waters edge
From the ridge to the ledge
From the hills to the sea
I'll become a memory

James River blues