September 2, 2014
Turn around, a decade's gone.
We watched the city skyline from the ferry deck
And you put your arms around my neck
We talked of looking just out of town
Now it's looking like a dream shot down
I still believe that there's somewhere for us
But now it's something that we don't discuss
And you're the best thing I ever knew
Stay with me, baby, and we'll make it to
We'll make it to
Seattle - you've got to love the rain
And we both love rain
We both love rain
So long good friends. With God's grace I'll see you all again a little further down that long and winding road.
Posted by gerardvanderleun at September 2, 2014 8:46 PM
We'll be here on this shore waiting for you, Gerard. Best to you and your dear mother.
Damn. All the best, Gerard - the wait for your return will be worth it. Please remember the way back.
Godspeed, Gerard. It's been a privilege.
And the moon and the stars are the same ones you see. It's the same old sun up in the sky.
Fair Winds and Following Seas, Gerard.
Vires et Honestas,
Cheers to you and yours from the SweetTea South. Much comfort and happiness; let me know how to help.
Go ye forth to new digs and sunnier days. From whatever new place you hang your hat, speak your truth to those who thirst for it as travelers at an oasis.
Seattle just won't be the same now, but I trust American Digest will. Live long and prosper, Gerard.
Best of luck, Gerard, from a long-time fan and admirer. I, too, hope AD will come back one day. God bless.
You know, a lot of people like to winter in AZ. It would make a nice Yin to that Yang of all the rain. Burn the mold off you too.
All the best Gerard - travel safe.
Looking forward to news from your new outpost.
Love & hugs to you and that gal.
It broke my heart when I had to leave the old place. Sometimes I dream and can still feel the decades-old worn path that led down to the river, under my feet. Now, I work another patch, not mine, just for now. Sometimes I wonder where I'll go next, where the sun will lie in the morning, what birds will come to the feeders. I pray the next chapter is a happy and prosperous one, that your writing spot looks out on to a lovely view, and that the neighbors are friendly.
Please, please, please don't forget us. We'll never forget you and your wonderful writing and linking. Best to you
Thank you for it all and the best of luck until you return. And until you do there will be a hole in my internet viewing.
Please allow this former street urchin from Sunset Park in Brooklyn and once atheist to offer a rosary tonight for your intentions and those of your mother.
Buen camino, amigo.
Thanks for all the great work you have done, Gerard.
God bless you and your family.
Please say it isn't so! First Don Surber and now you. In the years I've hung out here, I have delighted in knowing that you're just across town.
Take good care of you and thank you for AD.
You were my coffee in the morning, the voice of sanity. Your grace notes brought me closer to knowing the love of God. God bless you and may He pour His love over you.
It never rains but it pours. Thank you for your many gifts all these years. I think Joanne says it best.
I imagine the another excellent adventure is yet ahead. May God bless you and may His light lead your way. ~D