AKMA’s Random Thoughts

Long Day to Pittsburgh

We drove through two or three snowstorms, picked up some Chinese food in Squirrel Hill, and stopped by my Dad’s house. He’s looking very well — I wouldn’t have guessed anyone would look that good a week after major surgery.

Now Margaret and I have returned downtown to the Hilton, which has free wireless in the room, which I hope balances out the nuisance of a decrepit parking garage a block away. I’ve never been up in the Hilton before; I have vivid memories of looking up at the Hilton from Point State Park, from civil rights and peace rallies, from concerts in the park, fireworks displays, and so on. Now I’m on the twenty-first floor looking down at the Point, in a New-York-size hotel room. With Margaret, of course.