On Meeting the Less Evolved on an Otherwise Lovely Evening...
I have been in war zones, crime zones, terror zones and hurricanes.
I have been fired at by contras in Nicaragua and stood on the border of Honduras unarmed and, mostly, unafraid.
I have hung from rock ledges and muddy crags by nothing more than my fingernails.
I have faced mile 25 with blood slurping in my shoe.
I have sat down in the middle of the road while people threatened to run over me and policemen tried to make me uncomfortable.
I have awakened to paramedics on the highway after doing unconscious acrobatics in my car.
I have faced down criminals in the ghettos of Sao Paulo, the back alleys of Calcutta, the teeming markets of Peru, and the busy streets of London.
I have walked the heart of Upper Manhattan at two in the morning, and faced down three women who thought, at some point or another, that I was the devil incarnate.
I have raised a little girl into a wondrous woman.
I have walked through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, alone and with my friends.
I am facing the fact that I will not live forever and I am doing it with unanticipated panache.
I have been in jail, in court, in church, and in love… and
I am NOT afraid of you.