When I was in Seattle last week, I was walking along 3rd Avenue and I hear my name called out. It was Chris W. who I met and became friends with back in the summer of 1987. He was waiting for the bus to go home. I had a couple hours before meeting a friend for dinner, so I rode the bus home with him and we did our best to try and summarize our lives while playing Wii tennis. Even after the decades, the conversation fell into a comfortable rhythm and openness. It was the highlight of my visit to Seattle.
Myself and Chris W. on the front steps of his home in West Seattle
A close up taken by Chris
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