Moving day is getting dangerously close now...I don't have a lot of time to write but I will soon. There's a lot of reflection and commentary to be written on this chapter of my autobiography which is about to end. But first, many boxes need to be packed, a lot of garbage thrown out, and some threads to be tied up--and a few that need to be cut. There always are. (Emotional ones, not personal ones. Don't worry. Friends are like solid gold bullion to me.)