…rosemary and thyme. If you read the names of those four herbs and thought of a bouquet garni, I have to ask: how is the weather on your planet?
They (the ubiquitous “they”) tell us that more than things we never acquired, we’ll regret the experiences we never had. I had a solid chance to go to Central Park on the afternoon of September 19, 1981, and I said, no.
I’d plead temporary insanity, but is it temporary when it persists for some 26 years? The afternoon was a Saturday. I was in that long phase of my life when religion trumped just about everything. Now I can only watch the film and listen to the recording.