There Will Be Carroll
You and my father came up together, as the oil industry was in its earliest stages. When he died, you took me under your wing (not an actual wing), later disowning me because I was hearing impaired. I’m writing to reach out to you and ask that you take me back. Oh… wait… shit… Elaine Carroll… oh yeah, we went to school together… um… she’s really cool. She never took me under her fake wing or anything, but she sure is special. Elaine was the lone person, amidst tons of pretentious theatre kids at Marymount, to dare to be the funny girl. What’s amazing about her is that she never throws her immense talent in your face, never tries to impress anyone. She’s always herself, smiling, personable and motherly. Elaine, you make great pancakes, even better conversation, and an even better friend.
- Dave
