Slow and steady

I shared a meal with a dear friend tonight, a belated birthday dinner with wonderful food and company. We just talked and ate good food. Since moving back to the United States from France, it is rare to just sit and talk at the table as a way to spend an evening or an afternoon. I... Continue Reading →


Tomorrow, I will be perfect

Almost perfect. The digits of my age, when added together, become a perfect number 6. The other night, I was talking with my dad over dinner. “You realize that soon you will be a number that is close to perfect ,” he told me. “I nodded,” as if this was exactly what I, too, had... Continue Reading →

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