Ring Out, Ye Wild and Merry Bells

I AM A BELLRINGER.   Not little tinkly handbells, but big, bronze, high in the sky, swinging back and forth tower bells. I got involved in Change Ringing – which is what this particular pastime is called – when I was a freshman at the University of Chicago.  At that time, U of C’s Mitchell Tower…

Recalibrating

Well, Mary Elizabeth finally had her surgery this afternoon.  After all that delaying, it was pretty anticlimactic – just a relocation of the EVD, and an all-new haircut. After a lovely dinner last night with Peter, an old friend from high school who’s visiting London from Barcelona, I had a long, difficult day today.  Getting back…