He Had Never Even Glimpsed Her.

He Carried Paul Inside And Up The Stairs. He Gave Him A Drink Of Water And The Orange Chewable Aspirin He Like And Sat With Him On The Bed, Holding His Hand...this Was What He Yearned To Capture On Film: These Rare Moments Where The World Seemed Unified, Coherent, Everything Contained In A Single Fleeting Image. A Spareness That Held Beauty And Hope And Motion - A Kind Of Silvery Poetry, Just As The Body Was Poetry In Blood And Flesh And Bone.

It's Funny How Things Seem Different, Suddenly.

He Had Never Even Glimpsed Her.

Though Lexington Is Not A Small Town, It Sometimes Feels Like One, With Circles Of Acquaintance Overlapping Once, Then Again; The Person You Meet By Chance At The Library Or The Pool May Turn Out To Be The Best Friend Of Your Down-the-street Neighbor. Maybe Thats Why People Are So Friendly Here, So Willing To Be Unhurried.

That There Were Other Worlds, Invisible, Unknown, Beyond Imagination Even, Was A Revelation To Him.