Each Friday, I have the pleasure of sitting down and visiting with someone that has become a very good friend. We just sit down and start talking about anything and everything over a cup of coffee. This gentleman is 93 years old and sharp as a tack. His life's experiences are fascinating to me: Growing up in rural Wisconsin, attending Princeton University, joining the Navy in December 1941, attending officer school, going to the Pidgeon-Thomas Iron Works facility in Memphis to be assigned and actually help build his Landing Tank Craft (LTC-617), piloting said vessel down the Mississippi, crossing the Atlantic, being shot at by U-Boats, shaking General Eisenhower's hand in England the morning before invading a beach in Normandy, remaining in the Navy after the war to help pay for his education, obtaining his P.H.D., watching the Brooklyn Dodgers on a regular basis, meeting his first (of many) wife in New York City, becoming an Economics Professor and living through many, many good and hard times alike. I learn a great deal from this man. We have been visiting just about every Friday for a little over a year now. Can't wait for tomorrow. His health is fading recently, I'm going to miss him more than I can imagine when his time comes. Thanks for listening.