I posted this first in 2015 for the holidays. I thought you might enjoy it again (or for the first time, if you didn’t get it before).
When I was living in Los Angeles in the 1970s, one year I went home to visit with my parents and best friend in Detroit for Christmas. I was very excited to see them but it was the arrival itself that I was especially looking forward to. Both my parents and Anne were coming to pick me up at the airport and I had a surprise for them. Read More