Went to the Old Time Jam at Freddy's tonight. All the sadness I thought was over, is still here. The Jam was Darren's hangout...it's where he met his girlfriend (who was there tonight, singing beautifully). All proceeds from Freddy's events go to the firehouse across the street--they lost 7 guys. I used to live right up the block, and passed that firehouse every day on my way to work. The firemen and I always flirted harmlessly. No end to the sadness, but it's sweet.