It’s kind of weird — most of the pictures you showed of Juan for any of us who came along in mid to late 2005 were of a man who’s health was failing. This picture and the other on flicker show a completely different person. It’s nice that you are a bit of a media capture person because you can now remember him in many different ways.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another,
Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
H. W. Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn, 3, The Theologian’s Tale
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It’s kind of weird — most of the pictures you showed of Juan for any of us who came along in mid to late 2005 were of a man who’s health was failing. This picture and the other on flicker show a completely different person. It’s nice that you are a bit of a media capture person because you can now remember him in many different ways.
Sad. I hope you’ll get through this ok.
such a beautiful man…
Its just hard to look tough holding Trotsky..
Thinking of you and him xoxox
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another,
Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
H. W. Longfellow, Tales of a Wayside Inn, 3, The Theologian’s Tale
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