I just got off the phone with my mother, who is celebrating her 82nd birthday today by playing cards in the lobby of a Comfort Inn somewhere with my father and youngest brother. Last night, she slept for approximately half-an-hour on the “auto-train,” which my father insisted on taking from Baltimore, so that he can have his car in West Palm, while visiting my other brother.
I feel sorry for my mother, and somewhat guilty for not having an address to send her flowers, or some other token of my affection. So I did the only thing I could do to celebrate this august occasion. I pre-ordered a copy of her new book About Your Father, (and Other Celebrities I Have Known.)
If you share my guilt, or my fondness for Peggy Rowe, consider yourself invited to follow suit.
Carry on,
Mike
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About Your Father and Other Celebrities I Have Known: Ruminations and Revelations from a Desperate Mother to Her Dirty Son – AUTOGRAPHED HARDCOVER BOOKPLATED EDITION