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Hugh would ask me to join him for dinner often in Beaufort after Nan´s death and my mother´s. He would call on Tuesday for dinner Friday at 630. I would offer to pick him up but he always drove and was as punctual as a Swiss clock. He would bound up the steps of City Kitchen like a man 1/3 his age. One night, he ordered vanilla ice cream for dessert. It wasn't on the menu. The server who knew him looked at me for guidance and I shrugged. They found vanilla ice cream. I once asked him for a...
Rob Rose
January 08, 2024 | Friend