Barbara Spindell and Little Buddy

You can't go home again...or can you?

Twenty years ago my relationship with Barbara Spindell extinguished... just as it started...in a burst of flame .

We reunited for the first time today, went sailing with mutual pal Gene Schoenfield. I must admit...time compressed...and through the veil we seemingly resumed where we left off twenty years ago today.

After a day filled with slueing, yawing, sheering and veering it was a kick to make a maritime entrance at the Sausalito Yacht Club and enjoy a hearty dinner worthy of three spent seafarers. Little Buddy also did well as the three of us had a hankering for carne rojo and the little one scampered away with a choice doggie bag.