A Life More Fully Lived
A LIFE MORE FULLY LIVED The reply I had been expecting arrived just before lunch one rainy Thursday in the form of a parcel that had to be signed for. It was large and quite heavy, and must have cost a fortune to send from Canada. Nervously, I tore open the jiffy bag to find a battered old box made from heavy-duty cardboard, foolscap size, and about two inches deep. Sellotaped to the front of the box was a short letter. 1242...