I know we were only supposed to pick one…but a funny thing happened. I couldn’t decide between two different people I spent years writing letters and emails to. When I decided on one, I was astonished that I could cut-paste the information with very little tweaking to fit the other. The last time I saw Gary was around the first time I met Nancy. They don’t know each other. They have more in common than I do with either of them. I just can easily visualize myself writing to either of them…even after all these decades. Not sure what that means. Or even if it’s right for my blog.
“To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.” ~Emily Dickinson Lori Sailiata