Rodney Rhoda Taylor

Mz. Taylor Relaxing I see you've moved back to England. While I'd like to congratulate you, that form of thoughtfulness escapes me. On the surface, it would appear you've undertaken this rather selfless gesture for the benefit of your husband so he might mend the rift between himself, his father, and his brother. A rift, I might add, that came about because of you and Harry’s desire to air family grievances in front of the entire world. So, why did you move back? Did you do i

You've returned, and I am so happy to have you back! Your cousin Summer was beginning to be a drag, and I don't mean the fun kind, like drag queens. I mean the kind that brings you down, like a houseguest who's overstayed their welcome and you just want to kick them out the door. They annoyed me to the point where I had to go on vacation out of the country in the hopes of bumping into you and enjoying some cooler weather, but no such luck. Summer was there as well! But now t

I finally had the opportunity to saunter through your hallowed corridors on a recent trip to London. I hadn't planned on visiting, but with nothing to do for an afternoon, I thought I might as well see for myself what all the hype was about, as your museum is supposed to be one of the top museums in the world. And I must say, what I saw was very impressive. Gallery after gallery I strolled, viewing the magnificent pieces in your collection, some dating back hundreds, even tho