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Fall 1965 to Fall 1968. I’m allergic to spending money. Unfortunately, I’ve married a man who isn’t at all allergic to spending money. Nor does he seem particularly concerned about Read the rest of this entry »
It’s fall 1965, just months after our wedding. Today I’m going to meet D’s Uncle G. for the first time. He’s in the photo above.
Right now we’re getting ready to drive to New York City. D is wearing his best suit, a white dress shirt with cuff links, and a skinny tie. The left cuff link has a small clock face that actually tells the time of day. A windup version. Always impressive.
I’m wearing Read the rest of this entry »
This poem by James DePreist caught my eye months ago. I’ve been waiting for the right time to use it. The right time found me yesterday. Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 