I’m just now back from Asheville, where we visited with my daughter and got to see her appartment . I have to say that it was one of those weird father things to visit your oldest’s apartment.
It was a nice visit, owing in no small part to how much Brenda and I love Asheville — and we got to have breakfast at one of our favorite restaurants this morning, Early Girl Eatery on Wall street.
Now that I’m back in my office, connected to the network, for the few hours I have left before earnest travel, 2008 style, begins, its time to look back through the 16 comments posted on the article I submitted early yesterday morning. I’m almost hesitant to glance…