we raced to get there. the hub had his FOP card in his wallet and i held onto the chicken bar for dear life trying not to get car sick. we were either going to make it with a few minutes to spare, or we'd have to drive around little italy to avoid being seen in the parking lot. we made it.
it was one of the best parties i've ever been to. she arranged to have his favorite wines and antipasti for all to enjoy while we waited for their arrival. all the best details down to a photographic timeline of his life on the placecards. a total surprise with the closest of friends carried out with complete finesse. good times. many many laughs. wonderful memories recalled and created.
