I knew Malika vicariously in NYC in 1970. I've known her personally, meeting again in San Francisco, since the early 80's.
Now I am sitting in Union Station near the State Capitol in Providence waiting for her train to arrive from Virginia.
We don't have much time. She and her daughter are going south from here to be with family while I will be going north to be with mine.
But, we'll always have the Cheesecake Factory a block away from the train station.
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