The Last Supper

Last night my wife and I had dinner with a dear friend and his wife on their last night in town. Today they will be departing for Venice, FL, their new retirement destination. Kirkwood is no longer 'home'. Now it is a place they will visit (hopefully often).

I realize this morning how much I'll miss sending a text asking, "Can we chat?" and knowing that if Paul is in town there is a good chance our 'chat' would be face to face. Emails, phone calls, and texts only go so far.

I wish the very best for my dear friend even though part of me wishes for a flat tire on the moving truck and a change of heart. Just kidding – sort of.

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