I was up in Portland last weekend and got to see Hank and Suzanne. Hank was nice enough to BBQ some tube steaks for me and my famished daughter, Audrey, who just completed a dive meet out at Tualatin rec. Paul was there as well and yes, I did feel a bit awkward being the only one drinking beer.
Harry looked great and was looking forward to an evening of camraderie at the Racquet Club for Harte's wedding reception. Jeez, those events used to be like every weekend......back in the day.
Murph is going into surgery tomorrow and I know he will have an army of friends there in spirit. We are all pulling for ya Conaher (not be be confused with conifer which is a tree). Prayers, thoughts, mojo, karma, voodoo....all with you tomorrow.
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