We seem to be doing a lot more moving around in retirement than I ever expected. Headed down to Bogota in June for the wedding of our older son, Jedidiah, to Ana Albir Sarmiento, pictured herewith. The picture may be staid, but the boda was quite the blowout. They met at MIT and now live in San Francisco. A year prior I was in Tokyo and, yes, Fukushima, to make a documentary for Japanese TV about the tsunami and nuclear meltdown. (I glow faintly in the dark these days.) Otherwise Jane and I divide our time between Patzcuaro, in the cartel-ridden state of Michoacan, Mexico, and our snake-ridden farm an hour north of New Orleans. Enjoyed the month of April in NYC, a chance to catch up with some of the immortals of ’66. That’s Jane in the yellow dress. No idea who the geezer is on the right.