It depresses the hell out of me that people I grew up with...

[Tweedy]

94. If you still speak

Take them to a beautiful place that you both once frequented

And be kind and decent.

If they are not in return, ask them what has made them miserable? Remind them, if you can still remember it, what a bright, happy person they once were.

Don’t mention Mr. Trump, his hate or his weirdness. Maybe they can be retrieved from the quicksand of miserableness that is sucking them dry. It is never too late, I hope and pray, for any one of us.

All of that said, never tell them where Anne Frank is hiding.