May 10

Our wedding gift from Laura still hangs over my bed

I likely met Tom 17 years ago today. To. The. Hour.  Dinner at Bertucci's in Central Square, so I'm thinking we met at 6pm?  No, I wasn't watching the clock all day, waiting for the moment. But I'm about ready to take dinner out of the oven, and I happened to notice the time.

Not like driving home from Connecticut one night (it was my friend Laura's birthday and I think we had dinner in Mystic).  We were in the Sundance, and my phone number at Harvard (with 5-digit dialing) was 5-8250. And yes, I nearly drove off the road, in the middle of the night, watching  for the odometer to turn 58,250 miles.

FYI: Laura is an astounding craftsperson and artist. Check out her website!