Dear Abby, I miss you
Ten years ago in this space, I mourned the loss of Dear Abby. Abigail Van Buren had died at age 94. I felt like a wise old member of the family had passed on – similar to the way I felt the day Erma Bombeck passed … the day the laughter died. Like everyone else, I met both those ladies in my morning newspaper. Unlike most people, I was privileged to meet them both …when they traveled as passengers on American Airlines. I read Dear Abby daily, whether I lived in Boston, New York or San Diego. Sometimes, she was like a second mother, addressing some of the sticky subjects I ...