Going Home

Going HomeI left my office the way one leaves a museum. It would all be there intact if I chose to return--the rosewood box I had bought in Marblehead, the plaster statue of General Grant bought on Third Avenue, my desk chair made in 1775 that Miriam had found in the attic of a cousin living on Block Island, the photos of Tony, Alex and Sheila that stood in the elegant silver frame Miriam had bought at Tiffany's. I would not miss a single possession. The chair could go back to Block Island. We s...