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Tag Archives: John Hiatt
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Every once in a while I experience a fresh burst of heartache when I listen to a song that Jim can’t hear. Before there was Pandora (in her modern incarnation), I had someone who took my tastes in music … Continue reading
Posted in Love and Loss
Tagged "Hurt", "Long Time Comin'", "Miss Sarajavo", "One Headlight", "You Will be Found", Ben Platt, Bob Dylan, Bono, Boston commute, cover songs, Hamilton soundtrack, Jakob Dylan, John Hiatt, Johnny Cash, Lin-Manuel Miranda, Luciano Pavorotti, music, Nine Inch Nails, playlist, REM, Springsteen, The Wallflowers, U2
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Purple Chimes and Valentines
“Sweet as” was in the glossary I picked up from fellow travelers during my recent adventure. It’s a New Zealand term of assurance: all is well, “no worries” (a phrase that now hits my ear as well-meaning but oxymoronic, a double-negative … Continue reading
Posted in Love and Loss
Tagged friendship, John Hiatt, love, postday, sweet, sweet as, tagadap, Valentines, Weekly Photo Challenge
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The Light You Do Not See
At 4:30 a.m. the waterfront view is fully saturated one day and colorless mist the next. The best hints I gather from my starting vantage point a few blocks away lie in the light: usually a patch of shimmering silvery-slate … Continue reading
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Tagged commencement, family, Forrest Gump's box of chocolates, grief, John Hiatt, Pittsburgh, widowhood
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