Eternally on the Bus

At 88, he was old enough. Certainly he had lived a bold enough life for a whole army of men in white suits. But upon hearing the news of Tom Wolfe’s death today I still find myself welling up on the streets of a city he loved and documented so brilliantly. Through him we found all the letters besides the 5 Ws and all the colors in “just the facts, ma’am.” O sharp shooter (o sharp suiter), o master of the vanities, without you I never would have found my stranger-than-fiction mission. You lit up Ameriker and the republic of NYC with just the psychedelic bonfire we needed. This girl in brown lipstick beams you eternal love and gratitude.

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy