There is nothing better than hearing from a friend who I haven't spoken to in over 15 years. Just hearing her voice again made it feel as if it were just yesterday. There are so many people I remember (mostly fondly), who I have wanted to reconnect with. As I've stated before, you just don't fully appreciate how little time we have on this planet, and it's a crime to forget about those who played a part in your life.

Since my heart attack/coma/stroke/transplant, I have renewed relationships with a number of people, both here and overseas, and truly believe this was one of the best things to have come out of my ordeal. I hope it doesn't end there. Hearing from this particular friend meant a lot to me. While it will be pretty much once-a-year greeting kind of relationship from here on out, it's better than once-in-15-years. For that, I thank her.

I am almost done with Part 5 of my transplant story. This one is by far, the longest so far. The time frame is from my transplant until my discharge from Montefiore Hospital. It was only four weeks, but there was a lifetime of circumstances around it. I have spent the better part of the holiday weekend writing it. Hopefully, it will be posted tonight or tomorrow on my website.

We went to a fireworks show in Skokie, Sunday night. It was beautiful. Lots of room and parking. I'll have to remember to bring some chairs and picnic dinner with us next year (oops).

We say Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban again, as well as Miracle, on pay-per-view. For those who haven't seen it, Miracle is about the stunning hockey victory by the United States against the Soviet Union, in the 1980 Winter Olympics. I recommend it.