For Beth

Tamara reminded to me today.

After all my petulant ranting, just like last year, being reminded of her death kind of puts things in perspective.

“When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.”

Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.

BK...wish you were here.