Jerry,
I haven't heard all of the conversation yet, only the first screen here, but it reminded me that I was thinking about an old roommate, Rod
Rudolph, probably the nicest, kindest person that I can think of. I hadn't talked to him for years and thought that I would search him out. So, after tinkering around I found him in Idaho and got the number, so called him up from here in Los Angeles wondering if he would remember me after so many years. The phone rang, a woman answered (how was Rod's wife) and I said, "I don't know if Rod is there or if he would remember a Michael from long ago"...I couldn't get another word in as she burst in and said Michael Frey!!! We have so many stories of that time long ago...needless to say, we had a great reunion and some tears of the times gone and the times missed, but above all it was a time of coming back together...there is nothing like old friends! Parden me, while I reach over for some of Desert Dancers blueberry pancakes, Dear, pass me the syrup!...astro