That is what I remember about our times together.
I had a bowl yesterday and it never seems as good though it always reminds me of those times we met, when a young man with an idea found a wise, listening ear and an agent to make it become reality.
My life was changed as a result, moving from the lonely city to communal wilderness, to dreams fulfilled, to love found.
I will be forever grateful to you, my friend.
I do not remember the exact words we spoke. But I will never forget your thoughtful presence over a steaming bowl of split pea soup.