I am in a bit of a fugue state this morning. I heard from one of my 'long lost' cousins: he is the third oldest of thirty-five, I am seventh oldest. What got me going was his remembering that I was called Lee Lee. He may be the only one I know who remembers that. At age seventy-one it is nice to be brought back to a bit of my childhood. He taught college English, and, being as I am, I'm thinking that we'll enjoy a rousing correspondence.