I remember his back fire escape. The fire escape was right on the el tracks, between the Damen and Ashland stops - the last stretch of tracks before the el goes underground. Oh, the noise! But oh, how it becomes just another part of the backdrop, the music of life.
I liked my life there. I felt like I had control. It's still hard to believe how thoroughly I abdicated that responsibility sometimes.
Henry would be 60 years old now - 61, maybe. I wonder what's become of him. I wonder how he's doing, if he's happy. He had beautiful white hair that he wore in a ponytail, and I was so, so sad when he cut it short.