I remember sometimes when Grandma and Grandpa would visit us in Jeff City we'd go to Duff's buffet and my favorite thing was the bread pudding.

I remember Louise made Mark and Danielle some Winnie-the-Pooh bears for Christmas when they were toddlers.

I remember "Don't Let It End" by Styx on the radio constantly when we house-sat for Grandma and Grandpa for two weeks during the summer of 1983 while they were in Germany.

I remember Mrs. Schnedeker - a very old, short, plump woman - was my first-year French teacher.

I remember Mom would sometimes sing to us after putting us to bed.

I remember walking Diana back to her dorm from a school carnival in the gym parking lot during freshman orientation week at St. John's College in 1964.

I remember Louise and I would take turns drying the dishes after Mom washed them.

I remember reading an article Diana wrote in The Lutheran Witness around Christmas 1963, and finding out she planned to attend St. John’s College the following year, same as me.

I remember many summer sunsets that were the backdrop to backyard play on Veil Of Tears, and if I was having lots of fun there would eventually come a moment when I'd realize we were playing in the dark.

I remember stepping in front of Diana in a volleyball game to “help” her out at Camp Lutherhoma in 1963, soon after we first met.

I remember that the small living room on northeast 25th street hardly ever got used.

I remember in grade school telling Neal Blank with confidence that Blank was not a real last name, and telling Christopher John Beeler with equal confidence that his middle name was really Jonathan. (Turns out I was wrong both times.)