Being solo for the past 7 years, with the exception of an odd girlfriend (literally and figuratively), I ate most of my meals alone. At Rick's house there were always other guests and family members at the dining room table enjoying great conversations, jokes and just a good time in general.
Rick and I settled into a comfortable schedule of working on Dod during the day and playing the "Do you remember?" game long into the night. I don't know how many times we each said "Do you remember?" but each time the question was asked, we did remember. Memories that had been placed deep in the backwater of my mind came rushing forward and , good or bad, I enjoyed reliving each and every one.