Unsolicited Advice XIV

If you ever pass by an estate sale, stop and see what they’ve got. It’s someone’s whole life there, and if you’re lucky, you’ll end up with an antique quilt from the Iowa farm like I did from my grandparents’ estate sale or a portrait painting that’s free just because the canvas has a smallish hole in it, and you’ll come to regard the woman in the picture (who you call Elaine) as a benevolent friend even though you don’t know who she is, have never met her and probably wouldn’t recognize her if you did. (She seemed to be in her twenties 40 years ago.)