I actually have so much more to say, but can’t. But I will say this: Al and Scott were best friends. And I loved him, and he, me. And that caused some Friction. But at the end of the day? These men. Loved each other, and me. And I loved them. I take solace in my belief that they are hugging each other. And knowing that someday? I’ll be in the middle. Loving them both, in different ways.