Fifty-Seven

Dearest Rachel – Seven and a half years ago, the family gathered at a restaurant after Sunday services (like we often did back then, but this was a fancier place than we’d usually assemble at, since this was a special occasion) to celebrate my parents’ anniversary. For the life of me, I can’t remember whatContinue reading “Fifty-Seven”

Four Years Since

Dearest Rachel – It wasn’t until I sent that letter about last night’s (this morning’s?) dream that I realized what day it was. Between all the traveling I’ve been doing – combined with the subsequent jet lag and so forth – and the fact that I don’t exactly answer to clock or calendar means thatContinue reading “Four Years Since”