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02/21/2004: "Drive, He Said"

A long time ago, before Stroke, she was laid up with a debilitating illness. Recovery was slow and she tired quickly. I started taking her on drives, long drives into the country, into parts we'd never visited before. Out Larger Cross, where the horse farms are -- this was before the Equestrian Team took up residence. Up along the ravine to the lake, looking across at the convent. The road was narrow and hugged the cliff over the water. Now I'm driving again, along these same roads, by myself, looking out over the landscape, still familiar, each page from today marked with a footnote of yesterday.