A HALF-CENTURY OF US!

50 years ago...we read ‘LE PETIT PRINCE’ together...in French...
I was the prince...and you were the pilot...
We had constant role reversal...teaching and instructing each other... Learning from
each other the great lessons of that slender book...
They were simple lessons... But the
most important...
My heart would quiver when I heard the key in the door... Because I
knew when you were coming and expected
you... I always expected you...on Monday...and dreaded Friday... Oh...the flights our...fancy
minds would take
Like a fancy ‘Cirque du Soleil’ act, we would amaze the audience... Of two...
Ourselves...with the agility and bliss of our mental acrobatics... We would
delight
Ourselves with the ‘deliciousness’ and ‘extravagance’ and
‘Pellucidity’...of our vocabulary...we didn’t eat for days... Seemed
we survived on the perfume of each other...
And words...words...words...
You compliment me on my ‘mnemonics’...
You tell me ‘you’ve never met anyone like me!’ I tell you
‘I’ve never met anyone like you!’
We begin...