A Christmas Tale
The year was 1961. I was working in Boston at the New England Conservatory of Music as a receptionist. It was, in all respects, a wonderful year.
Me and My Sunday New York Times.
The two of us have been joined at the hip for more years than I can remember.
Well, Now….
Here we are. Almost. The election Is nearly upon us. We’ve been under its sway for four long and curious years. We’ll be glad when it’s done and dusted. That might not happen overnight. But, someday, somehow, sometime, we WILL have a new president.