January 7, 2010
Chelsea on the Rocks
Quite a few months ago I received an email message from the stepfather of my friend Devon. It seems that she had given him a copy of my book, which he enjoyed thoroughly. The fact that an artist would like the thing (as opposed to a cycling fan) was extremely flattering, and is something I have been thinking about fondly over the past couple of days as I nurse a few wounds caused by having an opinion.
The message itself was overflowing with life. It was clear to me that this guy, Willem van Es, was someone I wanted to know. We proceeded beyond email within a couple of days to phone conversations. His accent was clearly Dutch, which made me feel at home. His wit and sense of humor were absolutely world class, causing me to smile for hours after hanging up.
The message itself was overflowing with life. It was clear to me that this guy, Willem van Es, was someone I wanted to know. We proceeded beyond email within a couple of days to phone conversations. His accent was clearly Dutch, which made me feel at home. His wit and sense of humor were absolutely world class, causing me to smile for hours after hanging up.
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