It's strange how someone's death can trigger the oddest of memories. When I heard that Paul Newman died, I suddenly flashed to the moment he walked into the house where I was babysitting and said, "Come on, kid - let's clean these fish."
Piercing blue-eyes. Brilliant smile. Easy-going, if somewhat...
1 Comments | Posted October 23, 2009 | 02:53 PM (EST)