Sorry that I couldn’t find the Ernestine Anderson version of this, which is my favorite. (“Ain’t nothin’ in Chicago for a sweet little boy like you to do,” sez she.) Apart from his preamble, I do like this Joe Williams version as my second favorite. As you read these words,
Rodeo Beach, Marin Headlands, CA. An ocean, some crisp, steady breezes off of it, a spray of seagulls, and thou.
The beloved and Nancy behind a “flight” of Rhone wines, San Francisco, CA. This isn’t a picture of a bunch of wine glasses. Â It isn’t a picture of my beloved, either, though that’s her, directly across from me. Â What this is is the only recent picture I have