Walking To Wilco: A Reqiuem For My Mothers
Thoughts on losing love and finding joy in this most terrible year.
I’d like to dream my troubles all away, on a bed of California Stars. Jump up from my starbed and make another day. “California Stars” by Wilco
Sometime during that second week of January as fire ravaged my city and the tally of people I knew who lost their homes grew (14 by the end), a small fire erupted in the hillside near my house.
