May 12, 2003
Preparing for this week's lunar eclipse, I realized that there must have also been a lunar eclipse the night that Spil & I saw Sara M and The Chieftans at Jones Beach. Driving home over the causeway we watched the bloody full moon rise high in the sky while lightning flash-danced across the water. Harry, her steady blue Ford Escort, seemed completely insufficient protection against such ominous displays of Mother Nature. Why has she closed herself off? Helene and West have independently been traveling and so are understandably incommunicado, but it is now two months of complete silence from her.