A RECKONING When a generation startsto tiptoe awayalmost imperceptibly,one misses the presenceof old friends one didn’t seevery often, and that, too,is sad. A reckoning is due. I should have saidHow glad I was of you. THERE’LL COME A DAY There’ll come a day when I’d giveanything to see you standing therein the kitchen, head bent over,jotting down something to remember,happy because while making your lunchyou can listen to your gentle musicon the …