I do remember being so small and staying at your parents home, and the hearty meals at breakfast,....fish and meat and brown bread!  And many meetings there, and the mints from old man's pocket...yes Jimmy, stepped on a nail, and your dad took me for my first ice fishing trip when I was about ten years old.  Beginners luck! We do go back, there are more memories about bone marrow eating, and romance novels and comic books...I do remember.  Special condolances at this time losing your dear Papa.  love Heather