I keep forgetting about that Unbirthday, so I don’t factor it in when I write to Charlie. But then I remember that Charlie keeps track of days when no mail comes. He’s always done that.
His is the only letter I write designed to get anywhere on a specific day. He’s also a creature of ritual and likes certain things done certain ways. I guess there is a form of security in that.
I haven’t read the Wall Street Journal for years, but I enjoyed it when I did read it.
Jake likes to sit on the WSJ. We joke that he and my mom’s cat, Polly, who watches CNBC, could run the world economy if they only had thumbs.