I have a complicated business trip next week, which ends with me meeting up with my former boss, who is a good friend, so we can visit with a woman whose husband died earlier this year. Her husband was this cranky old dude whom I had to deal with a lot -- and whom I adored and respected greatly. We often visited at their home because he ran a little weekly newspaper that was very influential in my line of work. He was teaching me how to flycast. I miss him a lot. This will be my first visit and he's not there. I will miss our spirited debates over the issues, him teasing me about not having a good woman to bring around to meet him, and his great stories about being a newspaper man in Detroit in the 1950s.
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