Thursday, February 11, 2016

80th Breakfast

I had a pre-eightieth-birthday breakfast with my mother this morning (pictured). She turns eighty on Sunday. I gave her "the usual" for her birthday, this year the finest. I said: "You've certainly had an interesting life." She said: "I must say! And even now!" OBSERVATION: She told me a story this morning which I had not heard before. Her father had given her some cultured books for Christmas, in German, as was his wont, and she had put them above her on a rack in the train. A fellow passenger worked for the United Nations. He looked up at the books, and offered her a job as a United Nations translator (which she took). That was around the time of my birth.

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