March 10, 2026

March 10, 1972 was slightly rainy and when we took off for New York not freezing.  We drove in the yellow Pinto, talking about ugly unsafe cars, it probably won the prize in our crowd.  You could make it down shift by turning on the heat.  Ricky was pretty good at making it do what he wanted, but I think it's kind of amazing we didn't die in that car.   That night there were four of us and we were off to The Back Fence to go drinking for Rick's birthday.  Must have been the first time we could all get together after the 4th.  I was 18 and the youngest in the group and I didn't drink and I was so paranoid in bars.  Andy and Rick loved the Back Fence and couldn't imagine why I was up tight so I tried to be cool, really I did.   About midnight we decided to head back to Ct. and of course it was just about 32 degrees. Andy and I made love in the back I guess blocking out the fact that we were on icy roads in a death trap, or maybe we just liked doing that.  We all went back to Rick's mother's and stayed there for the night.  I just remember knowing that I was screwed, that Andy and I were done and I wasn't going to let go.  I remember falling asleep that night sad.  Little did I know it was the night that changed the journey of my life forever.  I would become a Mom and a first mom, and within 24 hours my father would be gone.  And Andy would leave for good in 5 months.

This week is tumultuous for me.  I have consistently filled up with a huge array of memories.  I spent the entire day today wanting to cry for no apparent reason.  Luckily, after 54 years, I do know why.  It also did not help to be in Afib, which I seemed to be doing ok with.  I'm taking it easy, but it's very odd to think of your body as a time bomb.  So this week was Molly's 75th, Gabe turns 15 tomorrow, and Sarah 50.  What a week.   

I took pictures today, had a nice lunch with Amie and tea with Jo.  I got some practical things done and I will get more done tomorrow.   But for now, here are pictures for your enjoyment.