On Friday, I’ll be 75 years old. So hard to fathom that! We’ll have a virtual party later, but, for now, I have a few private agenda items to pursue and lots of memories to savor.
Mom and me in the Atlantic Ocean
I can remember being one year old and staring out at the big, wide world from my mother’s vegetable garden. People say no one can remember at t…
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