Farley’s farewell

Men get to be a mixture of the charming mannerisms of the women they have known.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Crack-Up

Palm SundayYesterday, Sunday, was the Celebration of Farley’s life and there was a significant turnout, a nice celebration with reminiscences by his children and friends and others who knew him.  The day had started warm but by the end of the celebration a cold front had moved in, similar to summer’s late afternoons in San Francisco when clouds would rush in from the Pacific and blanket the city with a layer of cold.  This cold front had me clutching my sweater about my neck as it sucked the blue from the sky and the heat from the earth.  I thought it might have been Farley, having  heard what people had said about him, saying his good-bye to San Miguel, and deciding  it was time to join his dear Virginia somewhere.

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