Curate?
I talk to my beloved friend yesterday. He is 79 coming to 80. When he opens his mouth to speak, the words sound as if they come from middle-earth. From that ancient place inside mountains who have been around long enough to say something. Set as I was, without a cent in a desert of destruction, this is the one who sent me on a path to the traditional healer, offering to pay as he sensed the primal eruption of the collapse at hand. How did he know, I sometimes wonder. That cra
