November 29, 2020
November 29, 2020
Can it be that Lester would have been 86 today ? Our roads parted when I went away to school almost fifty years ago -- and yes, thinking back, the Lester Shoemaker whom I met and who was such a decent, straightforward, lovely fellow will have been . . . well. By my standards today, just a puppy (I'm 66 myself this year). Prime-of-his-life, larger-than-life. There at his U-Pick, watching him pull down from the trees peach after peach and devour them in a few bites, red sweet juice down his chin and over his front -- Nothing, he said earnestly to me, nothing so good as a winey peach.
A winey peach. A phrase and a moment that keep him, for me, very much alive.
Lester, YOU were a peach, and memories of you are a blessing.
A winey peach. A phrase and a moment that keep him, for me, very much alive.
Lester, YOU were a peach, and memories of you are a blessing.