Since meeting Leopoldo I have cast aside my long-standing aversion to traveling to the mainland and have been enjoying a weekly lunch with him there before our return to The Beach. Today I am about to leave again, but it marks a milestone; tonight I am doing the unthinkable and staying over night on the mainland with him. Mrs. Stuyvesant-Fish and Mrs. Wilmerding (nee' Vanderbilt) gasped in unison when I told them as they stopped by after a ladies' breakfast today. "You'll never come back alive; we were wondering what that armored stagecoach was doing out front," exclaimed Mrs. S-F, although it was all in jest as her cohort in crime this morning, Mrs. W (nee'V) lives just a half mile away in the chic Bell Meade area of Biscayne Blvd.
Another evolution; tomorrow the revolution.