Yvon.
Queens boy. Speaks fluent French with a New York accent. Still talks to the kids he grew up with. Married to a Honda but fools around with this Ducati. When she's not in the shop.
All the landmines missed, accidents avoided, disasters survived, hardships endured, healing revealed, life unfolded.
Suddenly the age never expected to be reached arrives.
And memories as old friends with new babies show up to celebrate.
3 comments:
i love Yvon - daisy
Thank you, Claire, said as beautifully as ever. He's my brother and I am so glad I was there.
wish I had been there. poignant as ever, thanks claire!
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