One of the many amazing things about Matt was his connection to the unusual. Our friend Bethie always said she didn’t want to go to Scotland unless it was with Matt. If he was there, Nessie would surely make an indisputable appearance. One of his dreams had been to travel Europe and hit the places his favorite writers loved. I imagine him coming home with stories of Baba Yaga wandering some Eastern European street in her chicken-legged hut, being chased by redcaps through the Scottish moors or seduced by a Lorelei along the German Rhine.
This was one of the things that made Matt a brilliant storyteller; he saw past the veil and experienced the universe in a way few people get to. A true shaman. In recognition of the 2nd anniversary of his passing and to celebrate another piece of his mythical life, I present two of my favorite Matt Myths.
I love you, bud.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
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