by Abbe Rolnick | Mar 30, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
June 15, 2015 Your birthday weekend. Green jungles, lush love. When I’m 64, will you still love me… The question ponders physical change, the process of aging. The question ponders hope, the assurance of love’s endurance. The question ponders the future mixed in with...
by Abbe Rolnick | Mar 23, 2016 | Abbe's Notes
June 17, 2015 Que sera sera. I’ve got the whole world in my hands. I’ve got you Babe. I hear the bugler play, “You’ve got to get up in the morning”. Old songs, new meanings. My father would tell me Navy stories. His life seemed so significant. His impressions became...
