Once upon a time, in a place called northern California, I was in a long-term life partnership (a romance, if you must) with a woman whose family made me feel like Woody Allen in the family dinner scene from Annie Hall.
It is sometimes very difficult to understand how or why people take umbrage at the things we do, and it may be harder still to "quantify" the extent of the perceived injury. A sincere apology should have sufficed, but one never knows. Still, it seems very strange that the elder brother (and racquet ball partner) should have responded in such a manner.
It is sometimes very difficult to understand how or why people take umbrage at the things we do, and it may be harder still to "quantify" the extent of the perceived injury. A sincere apology should have sufficed, but one never knows. Still, it seems very strange that the elder brother (and racquet ball partner) should have responded in such a manner.
Elder brother continues to refuse to identify the crime for which I was sentenced to lose his friendship. Thanks for reading, Lenny.
Sorry to hear about this, John. It sounds as though you can do nothing more...
I find that entirely too much is out of my hands. Thanks very much for reading.