Thursday, February 5, 2009
I received a communication from a reader which says that you got a divorce in Sarasota and that you are no longer living in the district.
The divorce is sad. I jumped the shark on that one. I have been married to the same guy for almost 52 years, whole decades of which I hoped he would disappear into the sunset. But here he is sitting on the Stratolounger every night in front of whatever sports agon is running on TV, waiting for me to create some food in the kitchen, where all of us liberated women spend far too much our time. I am a walking refutation of the misogynists slogan that no man will marry and feminist.
I am always sorry to hear of divorce. Studies show our children suffer from their parents' divorce to the end of their lives. No matter how much parents hate each other, children want them to stay together.
So my condolences on your divorce, and please let the public know whether you are still living in the district. Ms. Ferreria tried slipping out of Brandon into the local Riviera Community of South Tampa. I lived there twenty years and could have told her that the people there are the same as the ones in Brandon, maybe worse. They gossip and wander around the streets drunk just as they do in all communities, no matter the posh reputation of some like South Tampa.
I would appreciate a speedy response to my residence question.
lee drury de cesare