Two Sundays ago, I was lying in bed with my spouse reading the New York Times which I’d just retrieved from the driveway. I began getting the physical Sunday paper again after taking a hiatus (mixed feelings about it with thoughts of resources and environmental impact, etc., but I do love reading the physical paper). I usually read a front page article or two and then leaf through the rest until I find something that catches my eye. Sometimes I’ll read several reviews from the Book Review; sometimes a few editorials from the Opinion; sometimes Styles or Business. But that day, I started reading the T Magazine’s articles (beginning with
Thank you for your newsletters, Mel. And wow, that piece you linked to. So honest and real.