Tina seemed pleased with the expensive water color brushes I had bought her. "Good brushes are very important," I said. And remembered Lewis telling me the same thing over 50 years ago. Probably I sounded as pompous. What the hell.

For Jerry I had painted a small portrait of Luke. Copied the one I had carried with me for so many years. Copied it more faithfully than usual. In the end it looked both like Luke and amazingly like Jerry. "Most people will think it is you," I said.

He looked at it for a long time.

"I brought some photos from Christmas," he said finally. "Want to see what my Mom looks like?"