I had lunch today with my good friend Hartley Biggs. He turned 88 and myself along with my other two wonderful lady friends Marion Sherwood & Jean Watters. What was so touching was how appreciative Hartley was to spend time with us. That we would take him to lunch. When we were leaving, he said to me again, thank you for doing this. It humbled me, because I often grumble about listening to the same old stories over and over and over again. But, Hartley is special. He reminds me of my Uncle Jimmy and of men who were my ideal as grandas.
