Hospice is a wonderful organization. I've met so many new friends, and my work helps keep my mind alert.

One of my friends from our group is having terrifying flashbacks.

I remember going to London with my friends after we'd seen Desperately Seeking Susan wearing my Dad's old paisley housecoat, some long johns and lots of crosses.

We've been friends so long, we think with the same mind.

The field was even greener than my boy's mind had pictured it. In later years, friends of ours visited Ireland and said the grass there was plenty green all right, but that not even the Emerald Isle itself was as green as the grass that grew in Ebbets Field.

I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12 - Jesus, did you?