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Memorial drawing of Jim Gustafson

Contribution by Conrad Carlock

Jim Gustafson
Poet & Humanist

Hair still wet and smelling of chlorine, "Hi Steve" he says as he re-adjusts his gym bag and smiles at me.
"What..," I says, "You - swimming at the gym?!"
" says I gotta exorcize, or I'm gonna die. No booze, either. "
He smiles again. "Well...," He says, "Off to Second* to get a drink."
We both laugh.
That was the last time I saw Jim.

I wake up to NPR and Andrei Codrescu telling me he's dead.

* Second Street Bar & Grill


Here are some sites about Jim that I've found on the web: