Oh my John! I had forgotten that dream. I have been thinking of that friend lately, wondering what adventures he has had after 5 years.

That trip to Europe was so important. Rick and I were just talking about why we didn't meet sooner, perhaps on his previous trips to Salt Lake. We both agree we weren't ready for each other yet. I needed Europe and I needed that friend whose sense of adventure prepared me for Rick.

I always try to live so carefully but it frustrates me. This friend was a co-worker who seemed to do everything with a sense of adventure. He was spirited and energetic. I had a schoolgirl crush on him and everyone seemed to know and get a chuckle out of it. He didn't live by the same rules I did and I envied him.

Rick is very much like that. He does everything with feeling.

It frustrates his mother and mine and me sometimes. If he makes a sandwich it isn't two pieces of bread with a slice of bologne slapped in between. It's an adventure in taste with spices and condiments and new combinations and a big mess in the kitchen.

My mother asked why everything had to be such a production. My answer is he does EVERYTHING that way.