It's late. I will post tomorrow about our weekend jaunt into the city with Byrne and Patrick, where we saw a show, drank ourselves happy, and had a deliciously greasy dinner.
When I was born, good friends of ours had a daughter who was 1 1/2 yrs. old. They called me "Marky," but the 1.5 yr old pronounced it "Bokey" and it stuck.
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