"because we could do nothing we were everything"

After a long silence, I sent an email to an old friend, Chris Newham. I mentioned that we had moved to Indianapolis.

Here's his response:

"I was last in Indianapolis nearly 30 years ago, stranded in drifting snow at a Sheraton m/hotel on I90 (?). I remember waking up to find the snow was halfway up my ground floor bedroom window. There was something quite peaceful about the place - everyone was resigned to letting go of their busy schedules - because we could do nothing we were everything."

from Bernie DeKoven, funsmith