Dave Daze

Every day is a good day

Sunday 18 June 1995: San Juan, PR

and friendship band. Joe appeared mid-afternoon and gave me his card, with golf-motif drinking mug, asked what she’d got me and said ruefully she’d managed to make his look shoddy again. I didn’t and don’t agree: gifts are nice, sure, but I couldn’t love either of them more anyway, nor either more than the other.