Since October last year Alcy and I have planned on going to
see the Impressionist exhibit at the Museum of Fine Art. Today we finally made
it. You know me and time—whatever I remember it is it is wrong. Yesterday
morning we met at Denny’s at 11:30am—I got there at 10:30 and wondered where
she was. Today we decided to have breakfast at the museum. We got there when Café
Express opened at 8am—I thought the museum opened at 9 but it was 10 so we had
a little time to kill.
I highly recommend the exhibit even though I left my glasses
at home. May go back once more just to see what I thought I was seeing. At
least now I don’t have to worry about anything else going because it is mostly
already gone—memory, eyesight, hearing—can’t remember now but there may be a
couple more senses. If so, they’re gone also. Did get a chance to take a few
photographs.
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