Saturday, May 16, 2015
When we were kids, we made a raft out of two oil drums, a milk can and old boards down on the Hudson, by the coal yards. I was 'Tom Sawyer' and Ollie was 'Huckleberry Finn'. We called our raft the USS Twain. We floated out onto the river and couldn't get back. The Peekskill Police had to come out and get us.
I can't think of him as 'gone', so I'll think of him as 'out of town' or something like that. I know I'll see him again someday, somewhere up ahead. He was my shipmate. He was the best friend I ever had.
