Our east coast sojourn has been rich with visits with old friends. Perhaps the oldest was Eric’s friend from elementary school, the first who lived beyond Eric’s street. Stopping at his home on the way home from elementary school became a ritual, made sweet by the Entenmann’s pastries that his mother stocked. Eulalie reconnected with her best friend from high school, who fondly recalls night time rendezvous after Eulalie climbed out of her bedroom window. Long walks and highly personal talks typified time with these friends from our youths. For Eric, there were marathon tennis games. Eulalie honed her racing skills on Long Island with her friend. These visits provided a window into these friends’ adult lives, familes, and accomplishments. Poignantly, these visits also reaquainted us with our more youthful, unformed selves.