Autumn ~ the best season

In the autumn night,

 Breaking into

A pleasant chat.

Changed the red color,

Fallen on the tofu,

The leaf of the light crimson maple.

The upper reaches here

And the lower of the river.

The friend for the moon.

Drinking the morning green tea,

The monk is calm.

The flowers of chrysanthemum.

Haiku by Matsuo Bashō

Remembering Earl Rich 26 years later

It's been 26 years since Earl Rich died. He was only 31, just a month shy of 32. 

He would be almost 58 now. I can't imagine it.

This is him in Valley Forge, 1995.