Had dream about Gaffney this morning
This morning had a dream that several folks from Gaffney were in the Furman dining hall. Clark Price was explaining the situation to some mutual friends in Greenville. I don't know what the dream meant, wasn't as substantive as the Sheriff's Dream at End of No Country for Old Men, but did cause me in waking to remember the end poem of Cormac McCarthy's Cities on the Plain, the end of his Texas Trilogy.
I will be your Child To Hold
And you be me when I am old
The World Grows Cold
The Heathen Rage
The Story's Told
Turn the page.
Not quite.
Talked to Johnny Dawkins last night. He said he was gonna fly in for Lewis Huskey's BBQ in five years if it takes traction. Maybe Chip Sheffied, Charles Foster and Mike Francis will show up, and Billy Dean Blanton, Ray Mabry and Jack Simmons. I hope to be there.
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