I guess that's just so outside of my experience that I can't wrap my brain around it, Jan. I loved my dad, and I miss him, but it would never occur to me to ask for another hour with him. He's gone. It is what it is. You move on.

To spend an evening with people I admire for their brains or their creativity or the impact they had on mankind -- I dunno. I guess it's just me. I worry a lot about being remembered and wanting to make an impact on people's lives. Shallow, I know.

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