My very good life was quite full and quite enough. Until it expanded to incorporate a love affair. Who knew I would meet this man with whom I was acquainted long, long ago and whom I had tucked neatly away into a 'memories file'? After all, I attended Diverse Works' annual fundraising gala simply because they'd supported me with a grant for Second Seating. Seemed like the right thing to do. Surprisingly, there he was, standing by the silent auction tables, a gala honoree, no less. Earl Staley and I reconnected.
We've been together since that gala, yet I've not written about Earl on this blog and there's been very little evidence of him in the photos I post here either.
My house, always filled to the brim, now incorporates dozens of his paintings. That Dzubas in the dining room still holds its wall, but it's got competition.