The seventeenth floor of the Thomas F. Eagleton U.S. Courthouse.  Banana sour cream pancakes (thanks, Ina) with a dusting of snow.  Early morning strolls through the Soulard farmer’s market.  A chance meeting at Brennan’s wine bar.  Law school exams . . . and one expert quizzer.  Irish soda bread and Hamantaschen.  The Grim Peeper.  A Saints Superbowl win!  One familiar pre-dawn flight from Cincinnati to Memphis. Soul music and Soul Fish.  A red-eye to Geneva, simply to offer a shoulder and an embrace.  Twenty hours in Paris.  Apple picking and pumpkin picking and butternut squash birthday cake.  A surprise party at Boogaloo.  Airport treats made by a generous chauffeur.  Road trips aplenty.  Long-distance phone calls across time zones and borders.  Saturday morning Body Pump.  Homemade falafel, shaped from curiously elusive chickpeas.  Anniversaries (of sorts).  Hikes in Missouri and Maui, Plitivice and the Everglades.  Green chiles and Georgia O’Keefe.  Graduations and Geek Ball.  Bar exams, times two.  New jobs and new apartments . . . and new jobs (again).  A dresser from Goodwill, lovingly sanded and stained.  A night to remember on Tilghman Island.  One cavalier spaniel.  Frozen yogurt for three.  One future, shared.