"For there is nothing either good or bad (in Denmark), but thinking makes it so."
My friend Krebs flew up from
I try to get down to
Sometimes I bring my mum—I remember this trip particularly because the bartender on our Mississippi Steamship served the most bracing Bloody Marys ever.
Half-teasing, I'd said to Krebs, "My mum is so dim. Although she has had a very difficult and sometimes tragic life, she THINKS she's had a good life." He looked at me, amused. "Jackie," he said, "If your Mama THINKS she's had a good life, then your Mama HAS had a good life." Of course he's right.