Reading old letters.

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Good morning, friends. These last days I have been reading old letters I found in my closet. And then, Jim Bauer is answering old posts and in one of them I found a picture I had included of one of my husband´s best friends. He died last year and I was moved by a picture of him tending to a barbecue at my house. After my husband died, 25 years ago, I thought that I would never see again his soccer pals. But Hugo called his best friends and they came for a barbecue at my house every spring. Hugo brought the best meat and coal and the rest of them brought salads, wine and beer and a dessert. I remember all of them, dead now, as they came with what was expected of them. I remember that when Hugo invited to the first barbecue, Carlos (who has been the center forward of the team) brought a very strong Pisco sour. It was then that I learned that I had to make appetizers for those occations. Our barbecues don´t have hamburgers but whole thick and juicy steaks. That picture made me wish that spring was here. I have just finished reading a letter that Claudia sent to me when she was in the US with the AFS at 16 years of age. I´m very happy.