o life ... or how dead Don Kelly still fucks with us fifty years on
hi patty t ime to get something ancient off my chest. years and years ago - it seems like everything is that now - Don asked me if you could stay at my place while you were in town and I said nay. At the time, I was in a deep depression - something I appear to have outgrown in old age - thank goodness. But I always felt bad about nixing that request. I could hardly get out of bed and act like a semi-normal creature. was not proper company. I was a beast ghost. I have very fond memories of you and Tony and what delightful people and company you always were. I recall your vast, fab loft and as I mentioned previously, the magic I found there one night when I was with friends and we danced to loud music and drank and knew how good we had it. young, comradeship, in the greatest city in the world. magic. Paul I must admit I have no recollection of asking Don for a place to stay! When we moved upstate I came back on occasion for work but always stayed with friends in t...