What remains?
August 20, 2017

You never know what someone will remember from her time with you.

The other day Katie delighted me with a snapshot from her childhood, inspired by the stream of people descending the escalator at the Whole Foods on Columbus Circle in New York during the afternoon rush.

“This reminds me of that game we used to play,” she said. “‘Watching People Come Home from Work.’” We’d sit outside after she got home from school, with her snack and my coffee, and watch cars go by. No screens, no agenda, nothing but the pleasure of each other’s company.

Such sweetness.