So Long, Farewell,...

Dear Husband and I received a care package from A.S. today! It contained cards and belated going-away presents: for Dear Husband, a bobble-head statue ("As you bounce Bach, know your friends will always have your Bach."); for me, a Pittsburgh coloring book ("With the hospital monopolizing your time, here's a way to see your new hometown."); and for the both of us, a copy of Chris Ballard's non-fictional account of the 1971 Macon Ironmen, a high-school baseball team that went to the state championship. These are beautiful, thoughtful gifts that blend old and new. We are almost finished with Arthur Conan Doyle's The Valley of Fear and can read One Shot at Forever to each other next.