Yesterday was Bull’s 60th birthday. Ray and Lindsay had a big family party in Old Saybrook and announced they have a baby coming… maybe another Ray or a Rei. It was a ray of sunshine on a day we all missed you so much, man.
In this post I am going back almost a decade, to the weekend I got to spend with Bull in Key West, mano a mano. It was a formative experience, sort of what I imagine spending a weekend with Ernest Hemingway in Key West would have been like.
Joseph Campbell would probably say this was about, “when the boys became no longer their mothers’ sons, but their fathers’ sons.” Running with the Bull sure made a man out of me!