(12) Raise a toast to those who open closed doors; who prod at things declared shut, no trespass, red tape, non-negotiable; who've put a foot in their mouth, committed uncountable faux pas, yet come back spine straight, unashamed, un- abashed. You get to an age when it no longer daunts you, when other people think you should feel small, put in your place; for putting so much of yourself on the line, for letting your feelings show instead of keeping them in. Your father- in-law, making bread, once said, watch how everything you've set on the surface of dough develops— even or unevenly spaced, lacking in sweetness or salt: elastic, all rise together .