We have the great good fortune to live near Mr and Mrs PG and their three fine sons - Mrs PG is a fantastic chef and it seems as though she has been putting something in her hubby's soup as he has been writing great stuff recently. Perhaps he just has time on his hands. This is one of the finest paeans for parenthood I have read; I hope we are as blessed when the time comes.
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November 20, 2005
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