When I was a young man in my 20s living in Washington, D.C., I had great fortune in being part of a circle of superlative friends, ever evolving, protective of one another and indulgent in the delightful decadence of life. Lightning strikes again. I treasure this weekly event.
The drill since last summer: I gather whomever is present at 7 p.m.—and CLICK. Record a revolving minute in time.
I really am very lucky that in this stage of my life to have such a wonderful group of people I can call my true friends.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
-DD