~~~~~~~~~~~𝗢𝗟𝗗 𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗧 𝗚𝗔𝗥𝗖𝗜𝗔'𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗦

         

Sometimes, amongst all the intrigue, double-dealing and broken promises of our region's politicism, we encounter an unmistakable combination of honesty, skill and kindness.  My friends, Hugh Patterson and Jerry Danache exemplify exactly that.

We dined last night for 2-1/2 hours at Garcia's of Matamoros; sharing stories, personal anecdotes, along with laughter, a good bit of laughter.

Mr. Danache chronicled the wonderful cuisine in photos, as above.

"Old Friends" by Paul Simon

Old friends

Old friends

Sat on their park bench

Like bookends

A newspaper blown through the grass

Falls on the round toes

On the high shoes

Of the old friends

Old friends

Winter companions

The old men

Lost in their overcoats

Waiting for the sunset

The sounds of the city

Sifting through trees

Settle like dust

On the shoulders

Of the old friends

Can you imagine us

Years from today

Sharing a park bench quietly?

How terribly strange

To be seventy

Old friends

Memory brushes the same years

Silently sharing the same fear