The only text I will write this morning is that I lived in Marquette, Michigan for a brief while a long time ago — I saw on the feedjit device that someone from Marquette had visited this site…and it made me want to cry just a little…remembering the lake and the snow, riding my bike on icy streets at night, gin rummy and donuts, re-runs on Nickelodeon all night long…long hair and green eyes and an old woman’s feet…there is always so much to remember, isn’t there?