In today's Leah Garchik column, the box on Public Eavesdroping has this: Nada. Zip. Nothing. Silence. Blank.
That's what an eavesdropper heard from a family of four tourists, all wearing San Francisco sweatshirts and all silently texting--overheard in Washington Square by Stewart Bloom.
The other bit of news on my mind is aout the monkeys in Argentina who went into mourning when two older monkeys died of natural causes. The younger monkeys were too depressed to eat and had to be nourished another way.
Today I typed up more of my final letter from Algeria--which was actually from Madrid but about leaving Algeria. I also typed up more of the translation into French.
Then I started looking for Mom's mind and the point at which she first showed signs of losing it. I went back to my "Just the Facts" diaries 2003-2011. She and I were still taking David out in 2003 and 2004, and she also went to see Dana both of those years. But even those years there was mention of her not feeling well or not being able to eat.
I want Mom to be the focus of my memoir for the UCLA class I'm taking this fall.
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