4 November thoughts

leaving the polling place, excited about the american political process for the first time since bobby kennedy 40 years ago, the sun was just coming up.  i picked a tape at random, and handel's "hallelujah chorus" came on.  coincidence or serendipity?

we lost william wharton last week.  he wrote "birdy" among other things.  the new york times obituary shared that when his daughter Kate met the man she would eventually marry, she called him and asked "what is love?"

he replied, "as far as i can tell, love is Passion, Admiration, and Respect.  if you have two of these, you have enough.  if you have all 3, you don't have to die to go to heaven."  it's as good a definition as i've ever heard.

then, 2 days later, we lost studs terkel.  asked about chicago, he said "it's not that great, really.  in fact, it's often horrible.  but it's like being married to a woman with a broken nose.  there are lovelier lovelies, but never a lovely so real."

but on the other hand, you have different fingers.