Healing
So Big Rick and I were talking today about the wake a week from this Friday. The subject of driving into Virginia-Highlands in Atlanta, drinking and driving home, came up. I mentioned that I’d told our friend the Atlanta cop that I expected an escort out of town. Rick said “that’s OK, Tony can drive, he never drinks much.”
It wasn’t a slip of the tongue as we’ve been wont to do, it was a joke. Rick had his normal evil look as he said it, just subtle and unfunny enough to be close to normal.
2 comments:
Hey Dave,
I hope you guys celebrate Big Tony's memory in style. If I were there, I'd go to the wake with you and since I don't drink, I'd be the driver. But I won't be there, so make sure you guys make plans to get home safely.
I'll tip my glass of diet coke in memory of Tony.
Peace!
Keith
You should be safe if you keep it between the lines going straight up N. Highland from Manuels. Or maybe you could get the local bar to pick you up in their van. I haven't seen a roadblock in the neighborhood in quite a while.
Unfortuately I will be out of town on the 13th. Please raise a glass for me.
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