Larry, you often mention Charlotte, but I had imagined her as a LITTLE GIRL! Why, she's all grown up! How nice that the two of you have such a fine relationship.
Well, she was nine when we started going to movies: EVER AFTER was the first; I remember that DRAGONHEART, which I thought she would love, terrified her and we left after twenty minutes or so.
When she first started walking, Ron would walk her over over when he would stop by to borrow music or recordings, and she met a lot of the neighbors on my floor. My artist neighbor Judy always asks about her. One day, when she was around three, he walked her past my building and she stopped and asked if they were going to visit me. When I occasionally babysat her here, she loved to play with the wind-up toys, like chattering false teeth and various bugs, I used to have on my piano. My memory is that I gave them all to her, but I also have a memory of visiting with her and her mother while all these crazy wind-up toys rattled around the floor.
I wish I had a scanner; I have a great photo of me holding her the day she and Dona came home from hospital. She isn't more than a week old.