Denise, Yes, I know you do miss him. It's like that strange painting that rolled down like a window shade on the second deck of the JBS; the one with the shooting star over the river---and the sort of air-brushed girl on the rock. I never thought I'd feel warm thoughts about that oil painting. But right now ALL THE MEMORIES from those years, even the storms and lock delays, are good ones.

Art

And Chris, you are correct! With that one word "NOW,..." Denny took that MOMENT to do two things: 1) get his thoughts together---and, 2) let you know in no uncertain terms that your talking time was OVER--and it was time for you to shift gears--and just LISTEN! --
And I was always glad when I listened hard.

--- Dad