Tomorrow is a big day. John is coming to visit. He lived down the hall from Tom at William & Mary. I fell in love with him the instant I met him 30 years ago and wrote him a letter and told him. He presently lives in Boulder, CO. The last time Tom and I saw him was ten years ago after we had just moved here. John was leaving from San Francisco to fly to Nepal with the Peace Corps, and the three of us ate at Little Thai the night before he left.
We're picking him up at the Civic Center BART station tomorrow around 11:00. He said he'd be carrying a bright blue plastic bag. Do you think it's full of presents? He's a Buddhist–I'm not sure he eats meat–so I'm making him deviled eggs and graham crackers with chocolate icing.
