Mrs. T and I are hitting the road this afternoon for a desperately needed vacation on the coast of Maine. I can’t even begin to tell you how much the two of us need to get away from it all, and that’s exactly what we intend to do.
I’ve already uploaded the routine postings that appear in this space every day, and I’ve also filed all of my Commentary and Wall Street Journal copy that will come due during our absence. I’ll be checking my e-mail from time to time, but not regularly, and if you should happen to see me on Facebook or Twitter, I urge you to give me plenty of hell for not pulling the plug all the way out of the wall.
I’ll be back in the saddle starting next Wednesday, when Mrs. T and I drive into New York to see the last press preview of the Broadway transfer of Hamilton. Until then, I leave you with the following heartfelt sentiment, courtesy of an old friend: