I just went and picked up some medications for Katy (poor Katy had her toenail removed yesterday and is in massive pain and discomfort) and even though I was walking into a pretty gigantic “mega mart” style grocery store, the pharmacist said, “Hey Eric, how’s Ona? I saw Katy’s prescription come through, here it is”. Not only does he know us, but I was able to say, “thanks, Greg, you rock!” without looking at a name tag. Something about that is very cool to me. Maybe it’s just nice to be remembered by somebody? Maybe it’s comforting to be known by people in a position to help you out? Whatever the reason, it was pretty cool, and makes me feel a bit better about where we live.