And so fast, fast forward in the tale of Vicki’s journal.
Two years ago, I went to see the Taylor company at the unfortunately-named Koch theater.
During the intermission Vicki and her husband John kind of passed me. Turns out they not-infrequently come to town from their home in Ohio and like to watch Vicki’s alma mater do their stuff.
I recognized her but thought, well, maybe she doesn’t want to talk after all these years.
However, a moment later she was back with a kind of slow burn.
Yes, it was I and she was she.
We talked and I learned that she and her husband are avid horticulturists, as I am.