Every summer my husband and I pack our suitcases, load our kids into the car, and drive from tense, crowded New York City to my familys cottage in Maine. Its on an island, with stretches of sea and sandy beaches, rocky coasts, and pine trees. We barbecue, swim, lie around, and try to do nothing. – Hope Davis
When my dad needed a shirt ironed, he would yell downstairs to my mother, who would drop everything and iron his shirt. – Hope Davis
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