I’ve been joking with Aline forever that I want to see Barry Manilow in concert before I die. (Or before he does . . . ) But the cost of flying down to Las Vegas, tickets, a hotel room and food has always seemed to be an extravagant money splurge …
Our friend Sheridan gave us the book Z is for Zamboni as a Christmas present. Hazel is now a big fan of the Zamboni, Bobby Hull and Orr, the referee and especially the penalty box when we reach the letter T and point out that breaking the rules results in someone sitting in the timeout box . . .
You can’t start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one — Anon