Friday evening I was hugging them goodbye at JFK Airport.
Eighteen hours later, I texted with my grand-daughter.
“Yo Kid,” I typed. “How’s Lisbon? Send me a photo every so often.”
“Okay, I will,” she said.
But you never know.
“Hills. Old buildings. Flowers. Photos!” I urged.
“Not any that are impressive,” she said.
“You’ll find stuff,” I said. I know her.
“Hold on,” she typed. Then this popped in:
“Real peacock?” I asked.
“What I’m talking about,” I typed.
She’s on notice.
Hansen Alexander passed on Dec, 22, 2020, and I just caught up.
He was a smart and passionate writer and lawyer, who often tried to educate and inform me. I am proud of his
interview with, of all people, me:
It's on his blog. (Just past photo of rat!) My thanks for his interest. GV