Happy Birthday, Lulu!
A special day today, as Nancy celebrates her birthday with a manicure, physical therapy, and a nice dinner with family and friends. I met Nancy on a blind date 22 years ago, meeting at Skipjack's, a nice fish restaurant in Needham, MA. She was late, as she went north instead of south on Route 128. That was her last wrong turn, as we have stayed on the same path for all these years.
We had talked on the phone for 3 weeks prior to this first meeting, but it was magical. As we were leaving the restaurant, I whispered into her ear, "Oh, boy, I am in trouble." I was smitten.
We had a lot in common. Nancy was born in New Brunswick, NJ and lived in East Brunswick for a while. I lived in Hightstown, just down the road a ways, during my senior year in high school. Nancy's mom and dad were members of the Ridgewood Presbyterian Church. Tabitha was baptized there. Nancy's mom graduated with a Master's degree from Rutgers. I was a graduate of Rutgers as an undergraduate. Nancy's mom and dad were both graduates of Cornell, an Ivy League school. I was a graduate of Columbia, also an Ivy League school. Nancy lived in Newton and worked in Boston. I worked in Boston. Nancy was a graduate of Indiana University and Northeastern so not all matched up….ha, ha.
After our dinner date, we drove down to the Fisher Reservoir in Brookline and walked around the perimeter. I took her in my arms, danced the modern version of the foxtrot with her and gave her a quick peck on her cheek. As I said, it was magical.
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