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Several moons ago I lived in the fine city of San Francisco while still a young whippersnapper. My dad and I shared a great little place on Cathedral Hill and I spent my days working and going to school in the city which, to me, was a lot of fun. I’ve come back to visit […]
I really do yearn for some sort of teleportation device that would allow me to pop in for a quick hello any old time I felt like it. Oh, and back before I had my own washer and dryer, I really would have appreciated the use of my mom’s laundry services.
My sister called me on her drive home to San Francisco after Christmas. I was in the grocery store and she skipped the greeting and went right to: Do you remember a guy named Thomas Andrew Young? I told her it sounded familiar but that I was not sure who the person was.
I don’t know when friendship day is but I wanted to take this blog to let my friends know how important you are to me and that every day is friendship day to me. Except my birthday. That day really is all about just me.