81. I called friends in Israel to ask whether they thought Peres would do it. 82. I called my friend Jon Avery. 83. I called my friend Rosie, but the phone line was dead. 84. I had second thoughts and called my friend Allen Hill, an architect specializing in historic preservation. 85. I started to cancel everything, but then called a friend who edits a newspaper there. 86. I called a friend of mine, who thought the whole thing was hilarious. 87. I called my friend Joe on Wall Street. . . . 88. I speak for myself and I speak for Yitzhak Rabin, a man whom I had the great pride to call my friend. 89. I was ready to call friends and pack the sleeping bag, when I resorted to an Internet search. 90. Imagination has given way to wires and batteries, and the idea of calling a friend to come out and play now seems an antiquated notion. |