Phone calls that you receive at 4:15 am are never good ones. So when I groggily grabbed my phone on July 14th, 2025, and saw that the caller was Charter Senior Living, I knew the conversation would be about my mom and would not be pleasant. I wasn’t totally surprised to hear that my mother, Margaret Burke, was…
We were at The Puffy Muffin for our customary Saturday breakfast. (I know it sounds like a “frufru” place, but they have really good, big breakfasts.) It seems that I have this bad, or at least very annoying, habit of resting my chin in my hand. Diane told me for at least the tenth time this year: “I know you…
