Last night about 9:30 I checked my email and had a nice letter from Alison (Farmer) Clark, the daughter of our dear departed brother, Brian Farmer, and sister, Joyce Farmer of Scotland (even though they were both very much Birmingham, England, products!!). The Alan/Alison Clarks have emigrated to Australia. We consider them family.
Anyway the letter came through and Alison mentioned that at that moment her son Daniel (a high school senior) was watching the Red Sox playing the Baltgimore Oriole. So was I at that moment. (The Sox won 4-0 by the way.)
The funny thing was that it was Friday evening here, and it was Saturday afternoon, THE NEXT DAY, over there in Australia. I was thinking Daniel could know what is happening before it happens--and then realized--I have it backwards-- I should let him know today--oh well-- you see how confusing it all is??
Daniel says he wants to become a teacher, live in Quincy, Massachusetts, and haved season tickets to the Red Sox. All that is probably possible-- except the season tickets-- unless someone dies and leaves them to him.
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