About two months ago, my spouse announced she’s going to visit our daughter (George) in Florida for Christmas. She didn’t expect me to want to go because of… well, let’s just say “issues.” Our other daughter, Fred was also going.

“Count me in,” I said, without a lot of enthusiasm — as when agreeing to go to a much-needed dentist appointment. Frankly, I didn’t want to relive the angst that ultimately led to a series of cardiologist visits like last time.

“Are you sure?” she said.

“No,” and I wasn’t. “but add me to the reservation.”

Coordinating with Fred, my…

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