Flaming June's Love

I have been reading a book this week, not that its a new thing but this book was great. Made me think about if I had to write my life on paper what would I want remembered. One chapter would be starry night. My best starry nights. Mountain nights, cool, clear, quiet. stars too many to count. As a child looking out my window from bed and see just a few stars through the trees. From the tub at 501 I can see a planet, which one I dont know but so so bright. The farm, open sky, cloudless, summer nights with Tim in the yard. Front porch with the Carlton' on Myrtle ave. My favorite starry night, I remember walking down our road out the mountain late at night with my friend Kathy, so so dark. Until a cloud would slide by the moon and stars so the night would be lit by blue. The darkest night illuminated by small peepholes to heaven. I remember we laid in her yard and just looked up. Watched clouds glide into their places and stars disappear and reappear again. Stars on snow in Syr...