My Friend of Many Lunches

Jan and I have been having lunch together for forty years, many of them once a week. Now that we have moved, we meet much less frequently halfway between Berkeley and Santa Rosa in Corte Madera,

Our husbands, both engineers, hate shopping, and can't imagine what we do without a written agenda. We have no such reservations, and it has been a long while since I was able to make the drive, so it was doubly nice to see her and catch up again.

She hates having her picture taken, so I decided to snap first and ask later. I hope she is pleased with the result. She definitely deserves a place in this journal after all the hours we have spent together working out thorny problems, helping each other make decisions, and just enjoying each other's company. Here's to many more lunches, Jan....