I’m probably not alone in feeling straight-jacketed by Covid-19. The retirement center I call home has imposed so many restrictions, it feels difficult to breathe.  If I want coffee, I must order 15 minutes in advance. If I choose to walk in the garden, that must be prearranged, al

Yesterday a friend called and by her hesitant manner, I knew she wanted a favor.  Eventually, she got to her point.  She wanted me to have coffee with her friend who was writing her first book and who wanted my advice on how to proceed.  I agreed to meet this friend, of course.  A