Thirty years ago today
Nancy called on Thursday morning and asked me to take the baby and so I was up there a little after 9:00. I didn’t get her out of Nancy’s parents’ house until around 10:00. She dozed a little on the way to the bus but woke up when we’d boarded to look at the people. She fell asleep as I was carrying her to my place from Kingston Road. Since I still couldn’t find my building key it was fortunate that the front door was unlocked. My daughter slept until about 12:30 and woke up happy. I took her to the beach, then the supermarket, and then back to her mother’s place.
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