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| April 27, 2013 |
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The things I love most in this world, in no particular order:
- Beer.
- The outdoors.
- Traveling.
- German.
- Movies.
- Neale.
- Stevie.
- Family.
- Running.
- The feeling I used to get in the 90's when I bought a CD and discovered a secret song at the end. It was always after I'd had the disc for a bit and found my favorite songs to put on repeat, but occasionally I let it play all the way through. Invariably, my attention would wane until the disc ended and I didn't even notice the silence, only to be jarred a minute or so later by more music. The secret song was always short in length, but quirky, experimental, and done for the love of music and the fans, like a present from the band for our love and devotion. I always loved the secret song because it was usually something I had to discover on my own, like I was the only person to have ever discovered it, and understood it in a way no one else could.
Two years ago I brought together many of the things on this list by marrying Stevie in an outdoor ceremony at Camp Ockanickon. It remains, in a lifetime of questionable decisions, one of the best I've ever made.
Happy anniversary, Stevie.
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