As we were in Dallas for a few hours last week, Papa and I stopped for coffee with my dearest friend, Linda. We are fortunate to have stayed in touch over the past 22+ years, with Linda still living in the same house in Highland Park, while we have moved three times since living a few blocks from each other from 1988-1992. Linda was particularly gracious last Thursday morning when I called and said we would be stopping by within the hour. I've always loved her coffee and she had a pot ready when we arrived. I feel privileged that Linda has been and continues to be such a close friend.
