Katherine
Mahon
Holmes
writes

It is evening, the end of a long day moving my son into his new apartment. Returning the Uhaul truck, I turn right, up Cove Street. A woman is walking down the street. Her hair is light brown and long, to the bottom of her shoulder blades. A little frizzy in this 60-70 degree early June evening air, in Portland, Maine. There is a pleasant cool breeze that catches it. She pushes her grocery cart filled with what I imagine everything she owns, heading for Marginal Way, where th

I Will Follow You to Virgie, a beautiful song about a young man going back to his hometown for the funeral of his high school buddy's grandmother. A woman who was a supportive person in his younger life. “Yeah, I reckon we were heathens, but in her eyes we were saints.” Anyone who, when young, had an older person in their life, hold them in a higher light, deserved or not, understands the emotion of this song. I can come up with many adults from my childhood who were instrume