@Setanta,
Setanta is rabid against me as a drunk.
Oh, well.
The one place that I remember most was when I was out of my mind when one of our artists was found dead, after being alive for twelve days, in a forest in the area, where she had gone to paint. She had fallen, and that was that, lived.. twelve days, as the coroner found. When I found out, I was woebegotten.
No, she was not my best friend, but she was a friend/acquaintance. I helped load her truck, etc. We had conversations. I liked her. I tried to post, was a mess at it. I finally intervened on whatever thread was going on, belligerent with anguish. So Set took me as a rampant bee.
He remembers, all these years later, and slams me for it.