I grew up in the Oakland Hills in a genteel community called Piedmont. If you parted the trees that surrounded our town, you could see San Francisco shimmering across the bay. Most of my friends’ fathers worked there in the skyscrapers that shaped that famous skyline. Their mothers, like mine, were housewives or community leaders….
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Kevin, I love the Airchime…what a sound. I’ve heard it before, probably in American movies, it’s so evocative as is your writing. I want to read more so please, please don’t stop. I was looking forward to this Sunday’s instalment but it hasn’t arrived as yet…please send!