Well played, my friend. Well played! My childhood was definitely enriched by your presence – whether in Cincy, Pittsburgh, Louisville, Dunedin – or one of the many family gatherings over the years. Never one to waste a dull moment: always quick with a joke or onto some new adventure – the real Tom Sawyer of my childhood. I still enjoy retelling tales of our youth; and surprisingly, never feel the need to embellish with exaggeration! And, through it all, we managed not to get hurt or cause too much trouble (except for our parents, maybe).
A recurrent image plays-out in my head: a VW Beetle dims its headlights and silences its engine as it turns the corner, heading for St Peter's Gate. Don't worry Bob; you don't need to sneak back home. They are glad you made it!