
After watching a couple episodes of Pride and Prejudice on Public television, I decided to request more Colin Firth videos through inter library loan. Tonight as I watched Bridget Jones’ Diary, I realized Ken was my Darcy – awkward socially, beyond reproach in integrity, and kind in deed.

And I remembered a Ken story. After contra dancing one night we met for dinner. I guess it was our first date. At one point Ken seemed to be staring at me. I asked if something was wrong. He blurted, “Did you know your nose was crooked?” I said no. I guess I should take an artist’s opinion over my eyes staring at my reflection for so many years!