Last Tuesday was hit-the-road time!
Every May I drive to Lexington, Massachusetts to celebrate my grandson’s birthday and decorate our family graves. This year was special. Malcolm was also graduating from high school and the family gathered – even more of us than usual. His grandfather drove up from New York City with Malcolm’s aunt visiting from Chile. His uncle flew in from Annapolis and his godmother from Los Angeles. This kid has drawing power! But regardless of the dozens of times I’ve traveled the 534 miles to Lexington, it is still a long day. In the early years, I prided myself on my one-day trip ...