The PowerWorld's heaviest hitters should never feel bad about those things that suddenly come into view several years later, because it is all about the love behind a labor of love.
On a strange little note from the band camp lounge we were on the patio having a glass of wine before dinner. We offered the young man next door a glass, which he politely refused. We continued on with our quiet glass of wine together, when the young man returned to apologize, accepting a glass of wine and explaining that little old babushka Silkie gave him a stern look and told him that he wasn't to turn down a drink. He said that while he was coming back to consent she smiled and left. Hey, it was not I.