When I was with you at your grandmother’s house in Providence when was that? Christmas? Sometime stale and drafty. Light flickered in the windows. We thought it was a lightning storm. What did you say then? I don’t remember. Something about lunch or dinner and I remember it was funny at the time. I thought about it later. You were always saying things. Anyway how are you? How is your family? I heard you were at the end of your rope. I just wanted to reach out before I left. Just wanted to tell you about that time and what it meant to me. Anyway that’s alright. Talk to you later.