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Sunday, February 22, 2015

 Twenty years ago, almost to the hour, I walked into a 24 hour diner and met a young waitress who left her number with the check. There is no clearer turning point in my life; it is THE dividing line. There was before, and there was after. After, by and large, has been a blessing and I thank you Lisa for scribbling your number on that napkin. I love you Sinatra.

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