It happens. We all know it.
Changes come around and make us women and men, in one form or the other.
Last week, Marie and I moved from Manhattan to Westchester country, about
20 miles north of NYC. This quiet bucolic setting just seemed more in tune
with our immediate needs of being close to the "craziness", but no longer
having to be in it.
The packing, moving and unpacking is always a chore, b…
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