“You Wear Right Through Your Boots”

I remember being 17 and driving down to New Haven to see Ani DiFranco at the Palace. My friend, Patrick, and I were so excited. After the show we met a girl named Gina who “lived on faith” and kissed a homeless guy in Dunkin’ Donuts. We were so young, had so much energy and were so earnest and hopeful. That seems like a million years ago — I barely recognize those kids. To paraphrase Ms. DiFranco, “We’ve worn right through our boots.”

Graduations and class reunions have come and gone along with a thousand bad days, and a thousand goods days. New life. New love. Death. Heartbreak. Continue reading