– – – Have skipp’d from sixteen years of age to sixty –William Shakespeare, Cymbeline I just turned 60, and the last thing I want to do is add to the navel-gazing from the hordes of ’49ers celebrating that birthday. On the other hand, the number 60 itself is a trip. I don’t claim the […]
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– – – It wasn’t your typical high school reunion. Sure, there were plenty of hugs, drinks and — thanks to the drinks — confessions of unrequited 3rd grade crushes. And yes, there were hilarious and tender reminiscences, though it was a bit scary that we could recall with crystal clarity the details of a […]