In the Green Room at the Wiltern Theatre we waited while the nephew prepared himself for their concert. A couple of other people, friends of the band, stood around chatting when in walked a really tired looking guy named Tim Barry. Come to find out he'd just gotten off of the stage at the Wiltern Theatre two performers before the main attraction -- The Gaslight Anthem.
Tim fell onto a couch, looked around, and said a simple, "Hi."
And then without questioning or prompting he started talking about how much he missed his home in Richmond, Virginia.
He hasn't been there in awhile. He planted a garden, as he always does. This year's garden is one of his best. Friends come by to pick his produce.
"My neighbors are really enjoying my garden," he said to us. "I miss my garden."
On Tim's website, http://www.timbarryva.com he quotes Robert Lewis Stevenson: "I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move."
Except that Tim misses his home and his garden. He yearns to pop open a can of beer and sit with his plants. It's not easy being on the road but when the road is most of your life it's where you need to be. Even when with every part of your being you miss your garden.
Friday, July 23, 2010
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