I take refuge in my photo album. Look, a once lithe Honey playing tennis at Hollywood High. There's Harold (my recently deceased spouse) and me proudly posing atop Mount Whitney. Here's my little Phillip taking his first baby steps (like his own little Phillip is doing now). See me laugh at my Diana as a toddler trying on my high heels and hats. (Now I try on hers.) Teary-eyed, I see Albert (now in med school) opening his play doctor's bag and tiny John (now a weightlifter and bodybuilder) playing with his building blocks.