(Pride) A Deeper Love
This might as well be a daguerreotype for all intents and purposes, right?
Yes, if you look close enough at that blurry, yellowed, fading photograph, you just might find (with the added help of names inked in way back in the steamy summer of 1973) a familiar face.
I blogged about it here, last year.
This year, I'm planning on keeping it real low key, but please know I'm there with you, as always, in spirit.
And if you're out having a cocktail sometime on Saturday around dusk in the Village, keep an eye out for us. Lord knows, we'd love to raise a glass!