Jess posted this picture of Rob and I, taken about a year and a half ago, and it struck me very hard. It was the weekend of the worst storm in recorded history in the area. Rob and Jess came to visit and we cooked dinner without electricity. The next morning we went out to lunch at the Sierra Nevada Brewery. This picture was taken right as Rob and Jess were leaving. The storm had passed and we were stalling good-byes out in the front yard. I think Rob called for Jess to take a picture of he and I in front of my house. I also believe, in spite of weekly phone calls, unknown to either of us at the moment captured here, that this is a photo from the last five minutes I saw my best friend alive.