February 18, 2017. No comments.
I wrote this blog on the day that Leonard Cohen died. Funny how we develop lifelong relationships with people we have never even met. I hoped I would meet him one day. A friend of mine told me that he used to sit in a coffee shop near where she lived in Montreal and I thought that maybe one day I would visit, and that we might strike up a conversation… me and him. But it wasn’t to be. Leonard Cohen first arrived into my awareness as the depressing-sounding man my Dad liked to listen to, but there was something compelling about his music and his [read on]