Geez, all the feelings with this one. When I read, at the time, about your stay with your mother, I didn't realize you were in Daytona Beach. We were living there at the same time. Not the nicest town in Florida. Did you ever write a column about the area? Such a culture shock from NYC!
sliced my finger making salad two day ago so will write without capitals. vey good piece on difficult subject. can you come over to my place and straighten thing out. i have figured out why old people like to write. after a certain age it's all you can do.
Were you and I twins separated at birth? My mother was the Irish Catholic version of yours. She saved everything from generations before her: parents, grandparents, aunts and cousins’ “treasures” which we would no doubtedly want one day. Ireland’s detritus which the country was delighted to see GONE.
I love you. T%his is one of the 4 million reasons why.
I've been reading about you and Herb for years. I feel like I know him. I wish him an excellent recovery.
Saint Joyce. Do Jews have saints? I didn't think so. Mensch Joyce, then.
what a moving read lucky him and you for having such rewarding long-lived connection
sometimes little separates the crying from the laughter you walk it like a tightrope
.all best 💥💫✌️
Geez, all the feelings with this one. When I read, at the time, about your stay with your mother, I didn't realize you were in Daytona Beach. We were living there at the same time. Not the nicest town in Florida. Did you ever write a column about the area? Such a culture shock from NYC!
Laughter through tears from this one!
Everyone needs a Joyce - and probably a Herb. As for
“I’m trying to fix it,” I say. “I’m trying to make believe it can be fixed," it is worthy of having come from a very good analyst.
Great piece! A terrible time described with humor and compassion. Best to you and Herb.
sliced my finger making salad two day ago so will write without capitals. vey good piece on difficult subject. can you come over to my place and straighten thing out. i have figured out why old people like to write. after a certain age it's all you can do.
Were you and I twins separated at birth? My mother was the Irish Catholic version of yours. She saved everything from generations before her: parents, grandparents, aunts and cousins’ “treasures” which we would no doubtedly want one day. Ireland’s detritus which the country was delighted to see GONE.
Many healing thoughts for Herb. And for you.