Thanks, Deirdre:

Half and half is half cream and half milk.

This morning I had a couple of pieces of toast with the pineapple rhubarb jam my neighbor gave me. It was delicious, but the sweetness so overwhelmed the tartness of the rhubarb that I couldn't even taste a hint of it.

I'm glad you enjoyed my book. People read it in ever imaginable way, which is kinda nice. I talked to a woman at church yesterday who said she loves the book, but hasn't finished it yet, even though she's had it for a couple of months. She enjoyes reading a chapter every few days. Whatever works. And yes, many of the stories we share
as we sit here around the kitchen table are likely to become chapters. I know the one about Elizabeth Cotton will.

Thanks again,

Jerry