Lydia Zinn

Lydia Zinn from CSZ here, sending up a flare here.  I've never blogged before, so you have the dubious distinction of introducing me -- a relative luddite -- to a more contemporary way of communicating.  So I thank you for that, especially since, if I were to send you a smoke signal instead of an e-mail, the fog would probably make my smoke message pretty indistinguishable from just another pretty fogbank. 
I'm sitting in our attic now, looking out at the N Judah trains go by, thinking of you in your home along the N Judah line. 
A friend of mine sent me an e-mail regarding your new blog, and I was really struck by your creative impulse. 
I scarcely know you, beyond a few brief encounters while you were working at CSZ during which I made a mental note that went something like:  what a nice young man!  However, you might be surprised to know that you have been on my mind now for months, and I have a strong suspicion that I will never forget you. 
What I really liked about visiting you was that your pets were so loving.  That always puts me at ease.  And I also really liked the fact that you typed me a "hello" on your computer, although I clumsily didn't really hold up my end of that conversation.  So, begging your forgiveness, and wishing you peace,
In solidarity,
Lydia.