We said goodbye to Paul B. tonight at 3:51 AM. Friend, mentor, spiritual guide, sponsor, power of example, maybe the realest person I’ve ever met. His death was profound and peaceful. I felt honored to be there. When we left the hospital, @tattoo55 and I drove to the beach to see the sunrise. All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses.

from Instagram: https://ift.tt/2kaC1Pi

From the East:

ocean, bay, prison, shipyard, diving bell, Squalus, Albacore, Piscataqua, currents, Memorial bridge, Sara Long Bridge, 95 bridge, Great Bay, mills, university, live free or die, antiques, the road to the capital, Portsmouth, Dover, Durham, Barrington, Northwood, Deerfield, Epsom, Chichester, Concord, Loudon, Laconia, NASCAR, Bike week, the Presidentials, Mt. Washington, Lion’s Head Trail, Tuckerman’s, the old man on the mountain, poor old guy, done fell off, dust now, Franconia Notch, Dixville Notch, first to vote!, guns, free-staters, politics all the goddam time, Keep Portsmouth Loud, the Freedom Trail, the African Burial Grounds, Strawbery Banke, the place where I found a home, 234 Sherburne Rd, the town where I found myself, the shitty room I had on Wibird Street before I got sober, man it was cold in there, wind just howling, the job that saw the end of my drinking and the beginning of my sobriety, The Music Hall, Mel Torme, Rebirth Brass Band, John Prine, Pilobolus, Paul Taylor, Lawrence of Arabia, Pearl Bailey held my hand, oh you sweet thing, the stage door, theater is exciting and glamorous, Pinetop Perkins coming in, ancient, dark, smiling, sunglasses, fedora, gold tie clip, Hello, my name’s Pinetop. That’s the top of the pine. You got any Remy?