Driving home from a rather complex day at my office today, which included the second false report of a plane crash in as many weeks, I thought about a movie Abby and I might re-watch. Hmm. When had we seen that before? Yes, it was seven years ago.

Whoa. Seven years.

Today, by the way, marks thirty years since my one-time college roommate Jeff shot himself. I talked a little bit about it on my other blog, but today is the actual anniversary. Many moments have long been forgotten, but most of that day is a permanent part of my memory.