It has now been more than a decade since John was taken from us so suddenly. He lives in our hearts forever, but I still miss watching the Red Sox with him and complaining about all the things Sox fans have been complaining about forever.

I also miss sharing St. Thomas sunshine with John & Sue during the winter months, when nobody really wants to be in Glosta to shovel snow. And raising our glasses – John and I with Captain & Diet, and Sue and Maggie with Tanqueray and Tonic, and toasting: To the Poor People … which, of course, always included the four of us.

We’ll be there before you know it, John.