An open letter to Delilah Rene, the (now) nationally syndicated radio DJ
Dear Delilah,
Last night, I had some extra time before I had to pick up Margaret from work, so I took the kids on a tour of Dedham. (It was on the way.)
I passed the house where you used to live, where we once cooked homemade scrambled eggs and hash browns for breakfast, where Margaret and I once napped together, and you demanded to see our hands to make sure we weren't engaging in any hanky-panky under the covers, where once
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July 02, 2009 11:28
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