Before my friend Rachel returned to New York last week, I persuaded her to leave behind her DVD of one of my all time favourite movies, Roman Holiday.
The morning after watching it, I got an email from a lovely Canadian I had spent two days with in Rome in 1970 when I was a sweet and innocent 17 year old. We had visited the Coliseum, the Vatican, and the Spanish Steps among other sites together.
Doug tracked me down a few years ago via Google, and now he was emailing me birthday wishes. He included this recent photograph from a trip to Italy with his wife.
Sometimes art and life crisscrosses in rather magical ways...