DAILY NANCY UPDATE #132

Greetings. 

This is the one hundred and thirty-second in a series of DAILY NANCY UPDATES I have posted-- now celebrating the fact that even though her post bone marrow transplant and brain seizure recovery continues... the amazing Nancy Neufeld Callaway is in full remission and has kicked her leukemia on its ass. 

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HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO US!

Today the Sunshiny Superwarrior Goddess and I celebrated our 24th wedding anniversary. We had lunch at the Getty Museum and spent the afternoon browsing all kinds of amazing art. Later we had dinner at Valentino, one of LA's oldest and tastiest Italian restaurants. But in between the two... we visited 405 Shirley Place in Beverly Hills.

Why? 

Because 26 years ago... that's the place we first met. 

It was our friend Stacey Adams' apartment. And we were both attending rehearsals for a couple of one act comedy plays that each of us had written for an actors showcase. 

Mine were okay. Nancy's were really funny. 

But she was still a big-time movie exec at Fox and a tad uncomfortable with the notion of becoming a full-time writer, just yet. So as soon as the rehearsal ended-- she bolted for the door. 

Trouble is, I hadn't gotten a chance to ask for her number, yet. 'Cause yeah, she may have been talented. But she was also damn cute. 

So I bolted for the door, as well. 

And when I finally caught up with her, she was just about to climb into her car across the street. But in the same instant the two of us finally stopped to talk with each other-- the streetlight above us suddenly blinked on-- like some kind of crazy cosmic lightbulb illuminating our future.  

Today was the first time in two and a half decades that we've revisited that particularly treasured memory lane. And with memories still a lingering post-seizure issue at times-- returning to where we began felt even more special. 

But this time last year, we spent our anniversary checking Nancy into City of Hope for the bone marrow transplant that has blessedly kept her in full remission ever since. So having her by my side today (and every day) made me feel like the luckiest guy in the world.

I usually sign off these blog posts by saying "WE LOVE NANCY." 

After all, you're probably only reading this because you're crazy about the Sunshiny Superwarrior Goddess yourself.

But if you don't mind, today I'm gonna keep her all to myself.

I LOVE NANCY, and... 

ALL IS WELL!