Dear, dear friends in Florida, Remember that tongue firmly in cheek very slight put down I laid on you in my recent correspondence? Please accept my most sincere and humble mea culpa, for I knew not what I was thinking. We are now in one of those weather patterns, I can't recall if it is the nina, the pinta or the santa maria, where mere contemplation of stepping outside gives one chills. A place where polar bears now come to congregate for the winter. Where icicles form on the mustache I don't even have.
Would like to read this post again, but I must get ready for outdoor tennis. Get some hot chocolate.