Monday, September 19, 2005


Mom freaked out the other day. She couldn't find a copy of the great photo of you in the Batman costume that we use for everything, like the Hope for Henry Foundation brochure.

She finally found some copies but not being able to find one for so long really made her very sad. She told me that one of the things making her sad was how the photos of you are only getting older and we'll never have any new ones.

I was listening to this song the other day and of course I thought of you. The cape, the courage -- except you only made it to seven.

The Cape
by Guy Clark

Eight years old with flour sack cape
Tied all around his neck
He climbed up on the garage
Figurin' what the heck
He screwed his courage up so tight
The whole thing come unwound
He got a running start and bless his heart
He headed for the ground

He's one of those who knows that life
Is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold you breath
Always trust your cape

All grown up with a flour sack cape
Tied all around his dream
He's full of piss and vinegar
He's busting at the seams
He licked his finger and checked the wind
It's gonna be do or die
He wasn't scared of nothin' Boys
He was pretty sure he could fly

He's one of those who knows that life
Is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold you breath
Always trust your cape

Old and grey with a flour sack cape
Tied all around his head
He's still jumping off the garage
And will be till he's dead
All these years the people said
He's actin'like a kid
He did not know he could not fly
So he did

He's one of those who knows that life
Is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold you breath
Always trust your cape

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