It was a nice enough restaurant, but man if i didn't see a guy sitting there who looked like dad just before he died.
I kept turning around to look at him, searching, reconnecting with an image in my head I'm trying to hang on to.
It seemed good to see him again, but it also surprised me that some of his features are fading in my mind.
I don't like that.
But yeah, we had a good supper and then took a drive down to the lake. This city is a beautiful place, especially when the work is done and you can enjoy the scenery.
A part of it reminds me of when we used to live just off of Lake Erie. Same smells and feel and humidity. Felt comfortable, like home used to be those years we lived there.
Good memories all around tonight.
And tomorrow we start the journey home.