Mothers Day

The Way, Alexander Liberman, 1980

Anne was fêted today. Both boys called her and between the three of them, they talked so long, that it was mid-afternoon before we launched. We headed to the Laumeier Art Fair, where the rain had left muddy grounds, but had stopped by the time that we made it there. The sun even came out. Lots of nice art and some fun conversations too. We closed the fair, but the party wasn’t over then. We dined at Big Sky and had a lovely meal, before getting home for this late post.

Dr. Dave called first, while he was waiting in line for brunch. He had a number of medical recommendations for Anne’s “complaints”. He continues his Boston job search, hoping to get out of academia and earn the big bucks. Eventually, his table was called. Dan called next. The package that I had sent him had arrived. Normally, regular mail is delivered on Saturday and not Sunday, but in his Orthodox Jewish neighborhood it is reversed. The package included two newspapers that were from the day he was born, the St. Louis Post-Dispatch and the New York Times. They were both Sunday editions and were much thicker than today’s papers are. I think that Evelyn bought them and scribed his birth time, 3:16 PM. I discovered them in the basement and decided to pass them on.

PS – I’m getting my annual Mothers Day hit boost. Who knew that M is for the many things she gave me would be such an enduring hit? Certainly not Bubs.

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