“A woman alone: choosing your traveling companion with care”

The Montreal Gazette – May 31, 1980

By: Dena Kaye (Special to the Gazette)

[I have only included a portion of this article as the rest did not pertain to Dena or her parents.]

Describe a perfect day and a perfect night. My mother, for instance, is a night person. When she was assigned to wake-up call as a camp counselor, she used to lean out the window from her bed, blow reveille on the bugle, and go back to sleep until noon. Her idea of a perfect day is sleeping until most people would be rounding off the lunch with an espresso.

At that point, she wants breakfast. In the late afternoon, she might go shopping, have a sandwich around six, take a stroll if she’s by the sea, and go back to the hotel to relax until getting dressed for dinner. She is a superb storyteller and likes nothing better than chatting deep into the night. When we travel together, I stay up, although my perfect day begins about eight-thirty in the morning with steaming café au lait. When I travel with my mother I just program an afternoon nap so I don’t miss the stories.

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