Marie unknowingly illustrates patience on a rusty Red Hook door. As Jean-Charles, my rather esoteric and enlightened English teacher once wrote for me in our 1984 Commercial Pilot graduation album, "Seek and you shall find, knock and it shall be opened unto you." I am still knocking all around. If some doors have gaped slowly in a screeching squeak, others have slammed open into the wind and others yet remain hermetically locked. Patience, then.
September 9, 2010
New York, Schtroumpfissime