Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends.
For over a year the mountain has been my sanctuary.
A place to decompress and reflect on a life half filled with double-digit hour days, deadlines and a lifetime of storytelling.
It has been a place to think about past friends. To think of those who were not so friendly and to relish in the meeting of new friends.
If the Hudson River Valley is the jewel for those who live here…my mountain is the sparkle.
The true reflection of both nature and friendship is during the first and final handshake.