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Potrero Hill

Balmy mornings
Kids look to East Bay
Dreaming of sultry greatness
Playing ball in St. Louis, Cincinnati.

As adults
They walk to the west side
See the peaks
Fog thick and still behind them
Wondering if it’s too late to be majestic
Knowing they might never be at peace.

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Letters to Jim

These posts are letters David wrote to his deceased brother. Jim died in 1990. Click the link under Categories above.

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