Screaming into the wind
I spend the most time with Jeanne back in the mid-2000s when we were both having a hard time in life. We spent a lot of time talking, cooking garlic eggplant, and taking walks at Crissy Field. On a number of occasions we decided we just needed to scream out our frustrations as loud as we could. We walked up to the chain-link fencing near Fort Point and literally opened our mouths as wide as we could and screamed! We got some funny looks, but it felt good to be "weird" with a friend. I miss you, Jeanne and send you lots of hugs. I'm so thankful for our times together.