Deven's sister found this photo in one of Deven's old photo albums and emailed it to me. My R took this photo of me when we were on the island of Oahu during the week of the 4th of July 1970. I flew to Oahu from San Francisco. He flew to Oahu from the war in Vietnam. It was a bittersweet week. My overflowing happiness at being with him in that moment was innocent of what he had already been through in Vietnam and of what was to unfold for both of us (all of us) in the years to come.
From "The Hours"
And...and I remember thinking to myself: "So this is the beginning of happiness..." "This is where it starts!" "And, of course, there'll always be more." Never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning, It was happiness. It was the moment...
