I'm sorry Norah Ephron died. I don't think I'm to blame. I didn't even know she was sick. If there was anyone in the world I would have wanted to be it's Norah Ephron. She was raised by a couple of film writers in Beverly Hills. She went to Wellesley and then to New York's upper west side and wrote wise and funny pieces for papers and magazines, and then she wrote wise and funny romantic comedies beginning with When Harry met Sally and ending with Julie and Julia.You've got Mail is my favorite. I've only seen it a gajillion times. She wrote a couple of novels and, recently, two books on aging.
I can't stop thinking of her humorous smile and her self-deprecating style in interviews. She was a year and a half older than I am.