Providence Found

Betty & I are at a close friends’ wedding this weekend, in Providence, RI. Every time we drive through Providence, one or the other of us comments we could probably like living here. & They’ve got a nice train station, which is my sign of a civilized place.

We’re back on Sunday, only to leave Monday for DC. We’ll return a day later, only to go to LI for the Femme Fever party. I’m starting to feel like a rock star on tour, wondering exactly where I am for the first few minutes after I wake up: “Oh, it’s Thursday, this must be Cleveland.”