Recently I attempted to e-mail my old friend/ B & N coworker from Virginia, Brian Kahn, to tell him I might be relocating to Chicago. He had some family there. I wonder if he's been watching any of the Olympics.
Brian loved writing and poetry, martial arts, standing on his head, and playing hockey (among other things.) He worked at an ice rink and drove a zamboni.
He also taught me how to ice skate! Once in my life, I flew around an icerink. It was probably about 4 years ago and I have not skated since. I should. Its long overdue. But...arrgh! His old e-mail address no longer works! California has swallowed him up somewhere.
So, here is a song for the guy who taught me how to skate on ice.
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