Not Sunny in Seattle

Last week I learned my best friend, who has spent the last fifteen years within a few minutes walk, is moving south. Not only him, but his wife, his children, and every unique combination I - and my family - have been so lucky to spend so much time with.

I know that, due to the marvels of modern life, he’s but a call away - and yet, I also know those interactions are likely a poor substitute for what we’ve had.

I always knew being close with your brother and living close (three blocks!) was very rare, and I know I took advantage of it, because his relocation will cause a big re-adjustment of my puzzle.

For starters, I know where to go for some sun…