Saturday, January 5, 2013
T. is Gone Again
These are my three men at 4:30 this morning. T. just landed in Chicago as I write this. He has a long wait there during which he will see his Anguilla roommate, Andre, then it's off to Newark where he has another long wait until he boards another plane for St. Maarten. From there, it's a 20 minute ferry ride to Anguilla. Then of course, a short car ride to his apartment. 30 hours in all. Good thing he's a youngun'.
Sad, sniffly Stella
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