Chris The Story Reading Ape's Blog
I saw a cartoon many years ago in The New Yorker magazine. In it, two women are at a party in a penthouse on Manhattan’s Upper East Side. One says to the other: “You know, there was a time when you came to a party like this and the most interesting people you met were those writing a book. Now the most interesting people you meet are those not writing a book.”
I’m one of those people who became “uninteresting”, i.e., a writer of books, late in life.
I was born and raised in San Francisco, California, more years ago than I care to count. I grew up there in an extraordinarily interesting time. I lived through the heyday of the hippies, Vietnam, and the sex, drugs and rock and roll revolution. It gave me a unique filter through which I have viewed life ever since.
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You’re very welcome, dear Chris! @v@ ❤
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Thanks Viv 😀
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