I'm ensconced in a midtown hotel, awaiting the arrival of Mom the Retired School Administrator. (Luckily, both of us are capital-L "Little," because this hotel room, while clean, seems best suited for Lilliputians.) She's looking for various documents relating to long-deceased relatives; I'm cheerleading (?) and reading some Christian periodicals at the New York Public Library, where I've never worked before. Also on the agenda: dinner with several cousins, two of whom I've never met.