Marge in front of a saguaro cactus
Yesterday I got together with a friend who I haven't seen in 40 years, and we picked up as if we had seen each other just yesterday, yakking away nonstop as we hiked and had lunch!
Marge and I worked together on the copy desk of the Rockford Register Star in Illinois in the mid-'80s. Then I moved to San Antonio in 1985 and soon after that she moved to Connecticut, where she still lives. We kept in touch through annual Christmas letters (as good journalists do) and photos, so at least we weren't surprised by how our looks had changed over 40 years. But I think she looks pretty much like the same fun Marge I knew when we were young.
She was in town visiting relatives, so we hiked in Saguaro National Park East (whose visitor center was closed on Mondays thanks to Musk's ranger firings) and then had lunch at a Mexican restaurant. The ocotillos (above) are beginning to bloom with red flowers at the tips of their branches. Spring has arrived in the desert!
Have a colorful day
