I LOVE NEW YORK!
This is my wife, Juanita, and I outside the Ed Sullivan theater in New York City before we attended a taping of "Late Night with David Letterman." The drawing we are holding was done by Juanita's nephew, Christian, when he was in high school.
THE WORLDS SHORTEST RANT
To my faithful readers: I've just spent 3 1/2 hours writing this week's rant, going in depth on my week in New York and other notes. However, when I went to publish it I was told that my time on the site had expired. When I clicked to go back everything I had written was GONE! So, with the exception of the next passage, this IS this week's Rant. I promise more next week! My apologies.
While waiting with Matt for my wedding to begin, my thoughts drifted to his mother, Marjorie. Mom passed away last year and I'm so glad she was able to meet my wife before she left us. This will be the first year since 1979 that I couldn't send her a card on mother's day so I thought I'd let her know I was thinking of her via the internet. I'm sure they have the world wide web in heaven.
One of the great moments at the wedding was my mother finally getting to meet my birth brothers and sisters. Things went so well that my mom has already organized a soon to be yearly get together at her house in Chicago, which she figures is central for those of us in Kansas City, Cleveland and Minnesota.
After my parents divorced in 1973, my father and I moved from Chicago and I didn't see my mom again until 1980. During that time I was fortunate to have great friends with great moms that always made sure I felt welcome in their home and, when necessary, lent an ear when I had a problem. I would not only like to dedicate this week's PCR to my mother, Rose, but to the other "moms" of my youth: Marjorie Drinnenberg, Barbara Castellano, Jan Gilbert and Mary Gregory. Happy Mother's Day!
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