Good Morning, God!
I’m here at Princeton and mostly awake and happy to be here! I have sent Kit off to have breakfast while I snack on nuts and cheese left over from my flight provisions. Soon, I will shower — and start the days activities — talks to attend, people to chat with, and so forth.

Princeton does a good job with reunions, God. And, I very much enjoyed my conversations with the women I met at dinner last night — under our reunion tent. These are smart women. Although, the man who “joked” and cut in front of me in line made me wonder at the fine line between senility and inebriation! Ah well!

So now, God, I shall ask for Your Help in being READY before Kit returns — so as to reduce his stress — and mine!

I AM READY! Now just a few thoughts on elite colleges and what might have happened if I hadn’t gone to Stanford. Life can take some funny turns, God. I was going to apply to UC at Riverside — but, I only applied to Stanford — and that, only because my friends were. My dad and his family were all CAL people. Looking back, I was singularly unaware. Hmm. Yes, in many ways I am still unaware.

Still, that time was a fork in the road — UC Riverside or Stanford? How different would I be? How different would my life be if I had gone to another school? And, then comes the question, God, of is there another Me living Life as if it were a Duplicate Bridge Game? That question comes from my just beginning a book on quantum physics and parallel worlds.

I hope not, God! I think One life is challenging enough! Thank You for this GIFT — or is it an assigned responsibility — of Life!

5:50 p.m.
Good Day, God!

Who KNOW what time it is inside me. But it is around 6 p.m back here in New Jersey. We left home yesterday at 5:15 for the airport and flew over-night directly to Newark — got our rental car and got lost! But, we discovered we were lost right near the Short Hills Mall. So we just nipped in for me to get sandals and a cell phone charger — and Kit to get khaki pants.

I will not go into how stressful it is to be a Navigator without a map. I will just thank You for Your help! You provided a gas station with an attendant who didn’t know, but, who asked a lady at the next pump who knew EXACTLY how to get to Princeton. Then, less we miss Your Hand, the attendant pointed heavenward and said, “God provided!”

So, now here I am in our dorm room — well, actually MY dorm room as Kit’s room is adjoining with a common bathroom — staring out the window — waiting for dinner at 6:30 and wondering if I can stay awake. ZZZZZZZ. How I am looking forward to a good night’s sleep.

I’m afraid, God, that it wouldn’t take much in the way of sleep deprivation to have me spilling secrets. I mean, I would do my BEST — but, sleep deprivation is such an effective torture! And then the whole question of torture brings up Rodney King’s plaintive plea of WHY CAN’T WE JUST GET ALONG?

But, then I think back to my yelling at Kit:left, LEFT, LEFT!!!!!!! etc. So, I suppose You are helping us to do as well as we are. A daunting thought! Now, God, I think a shower will help me get through dinner — and to dinner!