It was October, 2003 – Washington, DC. I had just gotten back from Montreal, Jeff & Alex were out visiting me and the night this picture was taken, a crossroads formed.
Jeff & Alex took off in the middle of the night, renting a car and heading back to New London. The next morning Nasty – my roommate of the hour – called me and asked why my “Boys came n’ got all their shit?” We’d marched without them. We’d partied without them. We didn’t include them. I’ve wondered alot about back then. Was I too difficult to be around? Unwilling to give something up for the sake of others? Who can say… Jeff & I don’t talk anymore. Alex & I occasionally banter.