I am posting from Melbourne-a birthday gift from my daughter Louisa and her fiance, John. I am not going to get sentimental-unusual for me since I cried all the way across the continental US and continued on over the Pacific. When I wake up in the morning, we have coffee together, across the table from each other, in real life, in real time. No typing. No skyping, just, to paraphrase and old Lovin’ Spoonful song, the great relief of having her to talk to.
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