For the past four years, every Tuesday and Wednesday night, my brother-in-law Andy has come to stay with us. Some of you may think there’s a lot that’s terribly wrong with that sentence. EVERY week? For two nights? For four years? Yes, and yes, and yes. And it’s been great. Seriously. Before Andy became our…
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A Sunday Afternoon, circa 1969
I saw this picture for the first time yesterday. It’s a picture of two children that I once knew – my brother and me. In this picture, I am right around 8 years old, he is probably six. We are sitting on a sofa in my Great Aunt Genie’s apartment in New York City, somewhere…
