After Forty Years
Together, Again
“I have one last question,” said the NPR reporter hired for my retirement diner interview. We were seated facing each other in comfy, purple chairs. Despite my concern that my purple shirt and tie might clash with the chair, I felt very comfortable until she broached her last question. I had even fancied purchasing an armchair like the one I was sitting in as it was extremely relaxing. But now I wanted the interview to be over.
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