Last Word, Memoirs

5 Weeks


The title doesn't quite have the same sort of cachet of 9 and 1/2 weeks, I'm afraid. Certainly there were no strawberries or Joe Cocker singing Randy Newman's "You can leave your hat on". (I used to work with a guy who really, really wanted high heels on... on her. Not him; that would have… Continue reading 5 Weeks

Last Word, Memoirs

Tea and dBaseII


(This is the story behind the reference to tea in this earlier chapter of the memoirs.) The phone rang as I started shutting the front door behind me. In one of those momentous decisions that define history  I overrode my initial inclination to continue on my way out and stepped back in and picked up the… Continue reading Tea and dBaseII