Thursday, August 30, 2012

The last mile...

I took Bill to the airport waited with him as his plane boarded. He is going back into the Matrix known as the "The Rotation".

No longer will he be roaming wild and free living the Ring-a-Ding lifestyle of Malbec days and Lagavulin nights and Hanging with the Handleizer one of the great experiences in any century,

As I watch him preparing to board the plane, gone was the cocky, I'll have another, Lagavulin kid instead shoulders hunched, carrying a broken briefcase with a confused resignation on his face. I caught my last glimpse of Bill walking the last mile down the corridor that leads to the plane. I could look no more so I walked away. As i walked, I heard the voices of the airline personnel following Bill yelling: Dead Man Walking! as Bill disappeared into bowels of the plane.

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