so you send it on a postcard...

this is my entry for Postcards From the Edge, A Benefit for Visual AIDS. This is something my father recently said to me. It struck me hard and felt like an admission of the loss we both feel for how life was when I was a child.
Jeremy tried to hold Bug last night for a photo and he does not like to be held....i want to go to this, probable on Sunday, and you should too if you're in the new york area...