Monday, March 01, 2004

Son, I never get tired of talking to you or writing to you. It's just that to read your responses I have to tread through material that often leaves me a little red-faced. Yes I'm prudish. Perhaps we should go back to communicating away from this blog?

I watched some of the awards last night and I could imagine your being there. I recalled your red carpet experience and it seemed that was definitely your place to be.

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