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Dear Js, You put on your backpack. You were ready to visit your great grandmas. In your pack were your favorite toys, some books and some snacks. You were cautious at first. Then you found her rocking chair: Old telephone. Gotta love old technology – …

Dear J, I don’t know how we’re getting you back to school. I don’t even know what story we’ll have to concoct to trick you to come home. Today you cried for half an hour because you realized it was Sunday: “I don’t want to …

It was a long flight. We survived. First hop was the red-eye to JFK in New York… Second hop was to San Juan. Mama didn’t look too good. She didn’t sleep at all. She was cradling Julie and she was too nervous she’d drop her. …