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Thursday, May 24, 2012



What a wonderful tradition to connect with your friends on the anniversary of that afternoon. I well remember those long afternoons (or Saturday mornings) of sitting around and chatting and wondering ... what will the future bring? Nowadays if I get 15 minutes to sit still and wonder, I end up with a to-do list a mile long!! Still, I hope to carve out those endless stretches of time for my children so they can dream about their futures and let their thoughts meander, and not march from one scheduled event to another. Maybe that is my new dream!

Patrick D.

Karen, this story sounds familiar. That 25 year old guy is still very much alive. Mona, the boys and I spent a part of our Life Cafe Day driving up to our new cabin on a lake in Northern Wisconsin. It's a dream I've had since way before I ever heard of Alphabet City. And while you might have been focused on a boy on the first Life Cafe Day, look at how your dream of writing a column has come true for you, a dream I would guess has been alive in you as far back as when the New York Times had only male columnists. I love to go fishing and now I get to with my two boys. You love to write and do so about your children. I think those two 25 year olds have done pretty well chasing their dreams. I can't wait to see what happens next at the Life Cafe.

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