Tonight, at the Devon Horse Show (or returning from the horse show) I see: Cammy, my high school friend, not to mention the mom of the whole, smart, never-once-betraying young lady who has always been an authentic friend to my son. I see George and Shirley, beloved neighbors (even if George says the words in my books are too big). I see the kids from my church, the husband of an old friend, the former chairman of the board of a favorite company.
I go out with my camera, and I return with my wo
Published on May 21, 2009 19:26