I arrived. With beer, all kinds of delicious, interesting beer. Their sweet little Bostons met me with vocal furror that can only be associated with wild love and excitement for life…and new visitors. Emma and Robert (Oggie) were skeptical. She giggled and sipped. It was nice. Then we found some light. It was a perfect little session. Oh! Then when all was said and done, the last drips were being sipped Emma and I realized we knew some of the same childhood friends. Good End.