W H Y … was he all throughout my dreams last night? Before my own few encounters with him there was a bit of infatuation on my part. What had been doin’ it for me was his music. It had gotten me safely through one of the most turbulent times in my life … held me down solid for a few good years. I’d never experienced anything like it nor will I forget it. Then some things changed. I changed with them. Everything about the whole thing changed. No longer could I listen with the same calm & security. I’d tried several times over the years past. Unable, I discarded it all. Since parting ways with him he’s managed to slip into my dreams two or three times … the first time I talked & he was a good listener with pertinent words of his own for me … but each time since not to settle matters but to be seen. I see you Chico … love don’t live here anymore.