I visited upstate this weekend. My mother has a place on one of the Finger Lakes. A cozy yellow cottage right on the water with a long dock. It was warm and the skies were uncharacteristically clear and we had the kind of party that has become common in my family. Parents, step parents, step siblings, eccentric friends.
My Uncle Frank drove in from Ithaca and told a story about being drunk in (more…)
My Uncle Frank drove in from Ithaca and told a story about being drunk in (more…)
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