journalists unite

One of the few houses that still seems to subscribe to print magazines.

Peter relaxes after Mass and prepares to cook breakfast.

The travelers depart. Photo by Peter Meyer

Barbara and I and Ed stayed overnight at Peter and Janet's house, which is a stylin' Air BnB. You can see the beautiful rooms here.
       Of course most of the action was backstage, in the family's half of the giant house, as Peter and Barb and Ed told war stories. We all met, after all, at LIFE magazine. Much laughing was done. These days Peter Meyer, former author of horrific, true crime books (until he began suffering from PTSD), writes about education and runs journalism classes for grade school kids, which you can read about in the NYT here.
   
  

Ed came up with a concept T-shirt: "Boobs for Trump." On the train ride home, Barb said she thought it should look like a cheezy Jersey shore souvenir. We amused ourselves with doing designs and watching the Hudson River slide by. Yes, I did butt in with college reminiscences at the Poughkeepsie stop and high school ones at Scarborough.
    What do you think about the T-shirt? Feel free to email me with your ideas and I'll post em up for a vote.