Dear Anne, As I wrote to you before, the revolving door that is my children’s comings and goings has landed one out west, working for Tesla in Nevada. That’s how I found myself Friday in the lobby of Tesla’s Gigafactory 1, waiting for the friends and family tour and feeling like I was in a… Continue reading Baby, You Can Drive My Car
Dear Susan, Not to get too Forrest Gump on you, but it occurred to me the other day that Confession is like coffee. It is usually something you are not crazy about as a child but come to love, appreciate, and need as an adult. Absolution can give you a caffeine-like rush that can… Continue reading A Craving for Confession?