2/19 Driving Jeeps together is a bit like dancing. Otherwise, low day. Grey, the snow getting dirty and hardening like molten sugar.

One of her kids asked J today: Are you famous? Such a quintessential American question. From a German standpoint, I would obviously answer: Well, if you don’t know me, I’m clearly not famous. In America, though, everybody seems to grow up with the idea that there are regions of fame you have absolutely no idea of.