Sunday, August 29, 2004
One: Check out that beautiful smile on our receptionista, who kicked off her brilliant radio career this weekend on Public Radio Weekend. At last, the Tale of Magic Bed, revealed!
Two: Who knew he would grow up so nicely? We all did, that’s who. My not-so-little brother, who has grown up into quite a nice, principled young man, has just passed the third and final part of his CFA exam. I look forward to many happy years of borrowing money from him. (Dude, I kid, I kid. Really. You don’t have to run away.)
Three: I finally got my act together and put up another photo album full of pretty things from Eureka Springs, Arkansas. Welcome to the Crescent.
I had forgotten how beautiful it was there. Thanks for the great pics!
Wow! That place is spectacular. And intimate, at the same time. Way cool.
Cool. I’ve quite enjoyed ALL your Eureka pictures (for obvious reasons). Hey, have you switched email addresses again, or did the one I sent you about 3 weeks ago just slip through the cracks?? Got an “e” from Forrest the other day--he made it back just fine and had a great trip through the wilds of the South. Now he’s trying to teach kids and get through the days. He sounded well.
Mary 
Great photos - thanks! Sorry if I sound ignorant but which part of the world is this? East coast, North America?
Mary! Hello! Hopefully you’ve received my e-mail, contrition and all, but let me reiterate that it is always grand to see you around here. I can’t remember if I mentioned it in the e, but I did indeed hear from Forrest. He sounds like his usual spry self.
Jenny, no worries on the questions! You don’t sound ignorant at all. Heck, there were people over here asking me, “now *where* are you going, again?” Eureka Springs is in Arkansas, Bill Clinton’s home state. It sits directly on top of Louisiana, east of Texas and Oklahoma, south of Missouri, west of Mississippi. Here it is on the map. It’s about 1,300 miles southwest of New York, where I live. I knew that I would be traveling south, but I didn’t realize until I got out there how far west I’d traveled. It is the furthest west I’ve ever been, at least for the next four days, when I head to Colorado to visit Snowball.
Well, now that you are gradually going West, your next step should be Red Deer, Alberta. It might also qualify as your northernmost visit--a twofer.
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I had forgotten how beautiful it was there. Thanks for the great pics!