The Navigator
Mar. 12th, 2004 11:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
arisbeWho your father was might not be so important. But how you remember your father, indeed how you choose to remember your father, may be very important indeed. I was delighted to find this on Kinky Friedman's site:
Tom's war is long over. Indeed, the whole era seems gone like the crews who never came home, lost forever among the saltshaker stars. And yet, when the future may look its darkest, there sometimes occurs an oddly comforting moment when, with awkward grace, the shadow of a silver plane flies inexplicably close to my heart. One more mission for the navigator.
Was that worth the click, or am I just a silly old sentimentalist with half a shot of Jura single malt too much in my skin? (Cause half a shot is all I could see this side of the toaster.)
Tom's war is long over. Indeed, the whole era seems gone like the crews who never came home, lost forever among the saltshaker stars. And yet, when the future may look its darkest, there sometimes occurs an oddly comforting moment when, with awkward grace, the shadow of a silver plane flies inexplicably close to my heart. One more mission for the navigator.
Was that worth the click, or am I just a silly old sentimentalist with half a shot of Jura single malt too much in my skin? (Cause half a shot is all I could see this side of the toaster.)