Well, at long last I am back in the bosom of the Big Apple, drained but alive.
And, viewed in a purely practical sense, my trip home was a complete success, as I accomplished both of the objectives I had in returning.
The first was to get my dad off my back about coming home for a visit.
The second was to take possession of this casserole dish,
which was a wedding present to my parents from Alice Walker. It was languishing in a forgotten cabinet in a corner somewhere.
I have it now, and it will languish no more.