Mary Moon posted this photo and this story today on her blog, and I'm not embarrassed to say that if I were the type lady who swooned, I would have swooned. The hands of that man entwined with the hands of his namesake just do me in. In fact, I've been percolating a post about hands -- Sophie's hands, my son Henry's hands, Oliver's hands, my father's hands, Clinton's hands. I've got a little more meat for that post, so stay tuned.
