Wasn’t last Sunday like five minutes ago? By the way, isn’t Barbara Tuchman great!

Barbara Tuchman Barbara Tuchman Barbara Tuchman.


What a  w r i t e r   Barbara Tuchman is! I would love to have met her. I image she

enjoys a nice bowl of broth, and for excitement on weekends, maybe a fig cookie;

someone for whom the concept of  “entertainment” made her eyes glaze over, but

because of her generous heart, she simply demurred quietly.


It doesn’t matter though, because, apparently nothing matters anymore.


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