A List of Things Eric Gryba’s Beard is Like
– A 1969 Corvette Stingray
– The smell of pine needles in fall
– Your father’s strong, reassuring hand on your shoulder
– Ernest Hemingway’s typewriter
– Sitting in first class on a trans-Atlantic flight
– The antique ski lift of an alpine retreat
– A sunrise over a small Nova Scotian fishing village
– The clarinet glissando at the beginning of Rhapsody in Blue
– The Baseball Hall of Fame
– Eating a trout you caught off the deck of your cottage
– The sound a fresh can of tennis balls makes when you open it
– Taking your parents out for dinner after your first real paycheque
– The Hubble Deep Field
– Being the first skater on an untouched sheet of ice
– A baby’s laughter
– Your first kiss
– Your last kiss
– A small act of kindness done in secret
– A bearskin rug in front of a roaring fireplace in a winter cabin. A bottle of Woodford Reserve is placed unopened on the mahogany coffee table. Outside it begins to snow.
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