Goodbye, my love, and thank you
August 20, 2003
I met Tania in 1973 when I was between marriages and rediscovering single life during that wild, carefree time before AIDs and at the height of the Pill’s popularity. A bright, perky, redhead, Tania approached life with a zest that infected everyone around her. She loved to do off-the-wall things, had a wicked sense of humor and didn’t much give a damn what others thought.