Let's see, Burl. That would be the festival after which you and I sat chatting amiably in the lounge of the Albany airport watching your intended flight (destination: Bermuda) back away from the gate and take flight without you. Vaughn never let me forget that.

Hmm. Today is the second anniversary of her passing, and here you come to remind me.

I think she's still not about to let me forget, or you either!

Well, all the best from both of us then.   - George ::-.--O