I sat in a large leather club chair, sipping single malt, watching the fire die down and wondering what the next day would bring.No I wasn't in a private club or a public one for that matter. I was in Dr Kennedy's den. If you remember any of my drivel you may recall his daughter and my best friend at the time, Kate. I have started posts about Doc, but have never got it right. His impact on my life is still hard to put into words.His sudden death still haunts me. But this is about a happy time. I had just been deposited in that chair by Kate after a night of celebration. For you see I was to be wed the next day. Doc had insisted I stay with them so I didn't have to worry about driving.He broke the silence by telling me that I would have many happy moments in my life,but not many would compare to the joy I would feel when I saw my bride come down the aisle to me." Remember and treasure that feeling" he advised,"and bring it to mind when needed". He stood wished me a good night and went to bed.He was right about the joy. I wish I could let him know how many times in the 35 years since I have used his advice to calm myself. Thanks Doc. Oh yeah Happy Anniversary tomorrow Elaine!