Tuesday, November 6, 1990

Getting away with a lie may be a good magic trick... But honesty works wonders. Vinnie and I started out in opposite directions and ended up in the same place: The truth.

Friday, November 2, 1990

Thanksgiving. Had Turkey and Pumpkin pie. Granpa ate Crow. Dad sampled the fruits of victory. Vinnie tasted sweet sadisfaction. I hope the leftovers last all year.