Talking

Bailey came over and we played a game of chess. We didn't get to finish because Warden jumped onto the table and knocked the board to the ground! At first, I was angry, but we had a good laugh, Bailey and I, and got a few drinks at the bar down the street. When we got there, we were surprised to learn that it was Tuesday Chess Night, so Bailey and I played another game, and we still didn't finish because I knocked over my beer onto the board and all the pieces were carried away! It just wasn't meant to be I guess, that is, I just wasn't meant to play chess today.

Bailey and I did a lot of talking, about the past and the future. We talked about March Madness and baseball and then we talked some more about March Madness and the past and the future.

It was getting late, and I had to get going because of my early morning delivery shift, so I shook Bailey's hand, then gave him a fist pump, and said goodnight.

He said, "Thanks Curt, you're like a friend to me."

"Thank you so much," I said.