Comment: Lordy.

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Paging through my notebooks, I could not find much in the way of advice, as I have never addressed a situation such as you present.

I came across this here note to a lovely lass in my distant past. I don't know if it will help in your situation. Cheers me up to think of her. I will send it along. See what you make of it. I wonder how she would answer questions that we thought so unknowable way back when?

    "When we think of friends, and call their faces out of the shadows, and their voices out of the echoes that faint along the corridors of memory, and do it without knowing why save that we love to do it, we content ourselves that that friendship is a Reality, and not a Fancy--that it is builded (built) upon a rock, and not upon the sands that dissolve away with the ebbing tides and carry their monuments with them. - Letter to Mary Mason Fairbanks

Disclaimer: Mark Twain (1835-1910-To be continued) is unlicensed. His river pilot's license went delinquent in 1862. Caution advised. Daily Paul