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I have a few happy places, places I’ve visited that have become memories for me to return to again and again. I close my eyes, and, depending on my mood, if I need a break from the reality of the moment or just a mental health pick-me-up, I go back there in my mind.

Jeff and I traveled to and in Ireland, in 1997, for nine days. One of the stops we made was for lunch, in a small restaurant overlooking a small river. The restaurant…