It’s a cold night, Patsy.

We’re sitting in the backyard with a fire that appears to never die, based on how many logs we’ve ordered. It’s a time for sitting, laughing, getting serious from time to time, then moving back into laughing.

It’s not much. But it’s what we can do.

The year is in full swing and we’re rolling along on the track.

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