This is For All the Lonely People

This is for all the lonely people

Stars were what they had at the North Drivein up in St Louis county when I was a child in 58 . Stars were what they had at Levi Jackson state park in 68 when dad drove us from Detroit on vacation towards eventual rain rain rain at Greenbo Lake in kentucky (according to my log).

But this is for all the lonely people for whom stars are the background like they used to be for me. Maybe they were to speak secrets to. In Tolkien they always blazed outside a glazed window, or in a forest cathedral. Sam even saw one from the reek of Mordor, and knew that there was high beauty forever beyond the reach of shadow.

Right now Carly Simon is singing ANTICIPATION, and I remember waiting for my first telescope.. and staying up camped in the backyard all night from suburban Chicago, in Ohares flight path no less, splitting doubles. No one told me about light pollution.

I remember my mother telling me abouat 71 not to go observing on New Years eve, .. we in Detroit drove 20 miles west out around Wixom for better skies - now thats a close in suburb.

Carly just sang THESE ARE THE GOOD OL DAYS. I wish I could believe that. I wish I didnt know now what I didnt know then.

This is for all the lonely people who dont look at the stars.

You might have to come here to see them. I've thought of recreating a Drivein. Paul Newman just went up into the sky .. think you used enough dynamite there Butch?

But this is for all the lonely people who sat up at camp late .. who went out into the snow . who like me in 68 went up a hill and tried to see Perseids ...

this is for all the lonely people

The stars are confessors.. as are comets.. they tell no tales of what they hear

Messengers. Harbingers

As I age the stars still really have no answers, but they never said they did. But they help us ask the right questions.

Im still one of the lonely people. But with the stars, indoor or out, not too alone


They can be yours too

You never know until you try