Thank you, Michael, and thank you, Oldster. This account of a love story born of books and booze and brassy, bold women gives me a visceral sense of the streets and bars of New York in the '80s and '90s. May Lesley's memory be a blessing!
I love the romanticized view y’all had of the creative life, NYC, and all the artists who came before you. I’m sorry for your loss of your soulmate. Thank you for sharing her and y’all’s life with us.
I rose early to get right to my writing but got lured into reading this amazing piece instead. I'm glad for it--this story will stay with me for a long time. Thank. you.
I loved reading this so much. It's so moving to read a man's words about his love, especially a fellow GenXer about a time so heady in my own life. I lived in NYC that summer between grad school terms and my dear pal Pinky lived in an apartment above Nightbirds! Thank you for sharing. Long Live Lesley Lenore Pitts!
Oh Michael, I'm sitting here in the Midwest after reading your moving story about Lesley. I'm both moved to tears, yet smiling for a life well lived. I actually had a friend, Kim, who reminds me of Lesley. She also died way too young. She was a writer, bon vivant and just so damn intelligent, and black too. I miss drinking 'rita's with her.
You are still mourning. It manifests in your loving words and sweet recall. Why stop? She’s part of you.
Very tender and joyous and moving. Thank you, Michael. I'm ready for my Monday now.
Thank you, Michael, and thank you, Oldster. This account of a love story born of books and booze and brassy, bold women gives me a visceral sense of the streets and bars of New York in the '80s and '90s. May Lesley's memory be a blessing!
What a beautiful woman and such a wonderful way to bring her back.
I love the romanticized view y’all had of the creative life, NYC, and all the artists who came before you. I’m sorry for your loss of your soulmate. Thank you for sharing her and y’all’s life with us.
What a beautiful tribute and a window into another world.
What a lovely remembrance. Thank you for giving her a place to live in, a little, for us.
Thank you for this very moving tribute to a wonderful woman. Thank you so much.
I rose early to get right to my writing but got lured into reading this amazing piece instead. I'm glad for it--this story will stay with me for a long time. Thank. you.
This is so beautiful. What a special lady she was. Thank you for this wonderful piece.
Such a beautiful memoriam, the love and loss really resonate, thank you for sharing this.
I loved reading this so much. It's so moving to read a man's words about his love, especially a fellow GenXer about a time so heady in my own life. I lived in NYC that summer between grad school terms and my dear pal Pinky lived in an apartment above Nightbirds! Thank you for sharing. Long Live Lesley Lenore Pitts!
Oh Michael, I'm sitting here in the Midwest after reading your moving story about Lesley. I'm both moved to tears, yet smiling for a life well lived. I actually had a friend, Kim, who reminds me of Lesley. She also died way too young. She was a writer, bon vivant and just so damn intelligent, and black too. I miss drinking 'rita's with her.
This is one of the most moving elegies I’ve ever read. Thank you.
Leslie's beautiful legacy is kept alive by your loving tribute. Leslie lives on!
As others have commented--so incredibly tender--and the Nick and Nora comparisons--made me smile. Just lovely. 💜