My friend Racheley lived in Boston between fifth and seventh grade while her father was getting a graduate degree. Bother of her parents taught in my school and we became close during those years. After Racheley and her family returned to Israel we lost touch. We may have exchanged a few aerogrammes but perhaps not. Racheley and I reconnected on Facebook a few years ago, and we got to visit in person in 2018. We have reconnected as if there wasn't a break of decades. The one thing that Racheley has mentioned missing is the color of New England autumn. I totally understand that longing for the deep reds and oranges of the leaves in the Boston fall. Living in Manhattan there are years when my eyes don't get enough fall foliage. each year that happens it feels like a loss. I NEED that color the same way that a body NEEDS enough vitamin C to survive. So for the past several years, every autumn I search out color to send to Racheley. This past Sunday, our friends Alfie and Judy sugg...
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