It’s Bitsy’s Morning! Mercury, Miller … and a ‘Monger Named Shirley
Early morning breakfast plans with Mercury, and I have too much on my mind … I hate to say I told you so, dear daughter of mine, but I told…

Early morning breakfast plans with Mercury, and I have too much on my mind … I hate to say I told you so, dear daughter of mine, but I told…
I can remember as a kid when Mother would drag me by the hand through this dining room, chatting with everyone as she walked through, showing me off when people…
3 o’clock comes up quickly. Mercury returns from her afternoon coffee run – a giant latte for her and a small cup of black for me. On this day, I’m…
Board games, or bored games?” That is the question I had posed to Miller, the stalwart concierge, when I went down to fetch Mother’s dry cleaning. I couldn’t hazard a…