All of my friends have wonderful stories to tell about their grand mothers. I don't. I had just one grandma in my circle when I grew up as my paternal grandmother died when I was very young. Our grandma, whom we called 'Bonne Maman' was a petite woman with grey eyes who went to church daily. She had a large collection of hats and of expensive shirt dresses. One of her legs was shorter than the other and she had special shoes made for her, with one heel slightly higher than the other.
Read MoreDear Paul,
My last email to you inviting you to a happy hour bounced. I thought you had left the firm as many friends and colleagues did in the past couple of years. I travel from time to time back to San Francisco and I have taken the habit of gathering old contacts for drinks to see everybody...I was hoping to see you.
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