The month of May is a big month, as months go.
In the course of a three week period, I will celebrate one of life’s birthdays that one would sooner forget (yes, 30) and also raise a glass to a marriage that has lasted about three times longer than the U.S. average.
Today I received a bound edition of the New York Times from the year of my birth.
Among the things that caught my eye:
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