While I went out to Williamsburg to visit John, running into Mike was an unexpected pleasure. He's one of those people that always seems to be happy, with a smile on his face. I know that's probably impossible, or maybe (as I'd like to think), he's just always happy to see me. And who wouldn't?
Within a week or two before this encounter, someone (and I can't for the life of me remember who it was) asked me if I had heard anything about Mike. I'd say he's doing just fine.
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