The normally exuberant and lively Lummus Park hushed earlier this week with nearly four thousand head "stones" carrying the names, rank, and age of the dead in the American version of The Hundred Years War. Although it was spring break and the mood upbeat, not one passer-by could help but stop and look and read. Most of the ages they were reading were their own, and there were gasps amidst the unusual silence of Ocean Drive. I stopped here and thought, "What a fanciful name." You couldn't help thinking of what Tina was like or where she grew up and why war-mad politicians made sure she didn't make it to twenty-four. What a tragedy. After this I had to stop by Twist for a drink.

On a better note, our hero Jeremy came home this week and we are having a welcome home BBQ for him at 6:30 PM tonight at Twist. It has been a long time since we've had our captain back, and that calls for a drink, too.