On July 4, 1998, Mike Wakin and I went to a very special picnic in Luckenbach, Texas where we met an old friend in person.Shortly thereafter, I wrote an online short story/journal entry (pre-blog days, mind you) about that day and what we went through together.
There have been other picnics and concerts since then, but none have been as magical as the first.
I found the original story while sorting through old files and was shocked to see how much of what I was feeling about my friends still holds true holds true over four years later…
I’ve uploaded the story. I left the web pages exactly as they were originally… sort of a time capsule. I didn’t change the formatting, so I have no idea how or if they will render on “modern” browsers.
Nevertheless, here is: