OK, Danda, put on your American sweatshirt this AM, and while I know you are a die-hard Boston Red Sox fan, you have love Yogi Berra of the New York Yankees. Mind you, he was not of your generation and barely of mine, but Nanny heard the games on the radio(!) and revelled in them. Yogi was an all around nice guy with a ready smile and big heart. He was a publicist's dream as he always had something to say, but he somehow got is a bit garbled, and in doing so has left the world a little better off . Yogi always left you smiling. Alexis speaks, in her last post, of the "fork in the road". Yogi, too, had an image of this transition when he uttered his most endearing and enduring comment on life - "When you come to a fork in the road, take it", I'll be holding your hand tomorrow. LSC
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