Errol and the dreamlike moment
It was one of those strange moments in life that seem scripted.
Having loaded blues, jazz and reggae onto my IPOD, I turned to the other "warm weather music" and began loading AUSTRALIAN music yesterday morning.
Having added the great band AUSTRALIAN CRAWL, I was listening to their greatest hits while driving around yesterday. I was heading to home for lunch while "ERROL," the Crawl's tribute to Down Under film icon Errol Flynn, when I pulled up to the house.
JILL was there (unusual for a lunch hour) and she asked to borrow my smartphone so she could video something.
She handed me a letter from my sister INGER... and the rest is really a blur.
I remember staring at the words uncomprehendingly while my hands shook.
The letter informed me my wife, sister and mom were combining resources so I can accompany Inger to Australia in August.
What? Australia? Me?
The news still hasn't hit me, but I do know I'll always associate "Errol" with a dreamlike, rather surreal and definitely surprising moment in my life.
Having loaded blues, jazz and reggae onto my IPOD, I turned to the other "warm weather music" and began loading AUSTRALIAN music yesterday morning.
Having added the great band AUSTRALIAN CRAWL, I was listening to their greatest hits while driving around yesterday. I was heading to home for lunch while "ERROL," the Crawl's tribute to Down Under film icon Errol Flynn, when I pulled up to the house.
JILL was there (unusual for a lunch hour) and she asked to borrow my smartphone so she could video something.
She handed me a letter from my sister INGER... and the rest is really a blur.
I remember staring at the words uncomprehendingly while my hands shook.
The letter informed me my wife, sister and mom were combining resources so I can accompany Inger to Australia in August.
What? Australia? Me?
The news still hasn't hit me, but I do know I'll always associate "Errol" with a dreamlike, rather surreal and definitely surprising moment in my life.
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