We met at the varsity eatery this afternoon. I was there to review a draft research paper with my economics professor. Prof Andy was preparing for the start of a term.
He waved to me when I stepped into the eatery.
I walked over.
We spoke at length. It has been 17 years since I graduated from Prof Andy’s tax planning class. I admitted to him that I lost it all.
He laughed many chuckles.