He Wandered the Woods, Dirty and Ragged

Posted by on Nov 20, 2015 in Viewer Words, Words

I received these words from a viewer who had just seen Mark’s Film.

I had a neighbor and friend, named Andy, who used to find his way into my house, sit in the rocking chair in my bedroom, and wait for me to come home. I would find bouquets of weeds on the hood of my car. He would be watching me for days, standing so still I wouldn’t know he was there …