Back from an amazing weekend in Cleveland with Quincy, Dave, Thacher, and Ollie. Gracie had a blast hanging out with her godbrother Thach, and she always loves playing with dogs. I was reminded again why Quincy is the most amazing of friends. Picture above is FOURTEEN years ago (gulp!!??) and yet we are still the same … different of course in many ways (less hair, fewer pounds, less flannel, fewer baseball caps, more degrees, more wine) but the fundamentals are there. It’s so reassuring and comforting to know that. I wrote a full-on love letter to Quincy in the tabblo of our trip, so I won’t repeat it all here. Suffice it to say I feel so incredibly blessed to have a friend like her in my life. No matter how far we venture, we can always come back to a couch somewhere (Ivy 2nd floor TV room, Bay Head, Beacon Hill, the Regency Hotel, San Francisco, New York, Cleveland) and immediately slip into conversation about matters big and small, trivial and critical. I just wish we lived nearer so that we could share the day to day details of raising small children, juggling careers and marriages and occasional runs and driving station wagons. Yes, the minutiae of our lives! QB, I love you. xox