Letters to Beatrice Piper
January 2020 Dear Reader, Throughout my life, I’ve been guided by a light, a presence, an intense feeling, if you will, to do things. This journal I am writing now is a result of that intensity. Currently, I am in Skaneateles, NY where I escape the pressures of Atlanta and take pause to think and to do. I have been coming here for the last few years in January for a couple of reasons. The first reason is logistical. A wonderful couple, who I met the first year I visited this quaint village, travels to Florida each January to visit family and soak in the warm weather. They knew that I liked the cold and snow of upstate NY winter weather, and they asked me if I’d like to stay in their home for the month of January. This way I would, not only get my fix of cold and snow, but also keep an eye on pipes that might freeze or un-welcomed guests who might want to visit. I was so grateful for this invitation, and I accepted it with little hesitation. Sophie and Cath, the couple with the hou...