I still want to pick up the phone and take turns jabbing each other about vacation time, leaving early on Friday, the mistakes we made at work, or who was better at whatever. Well, I can't do that, but I know he's listening anyway. One day I hope I'll be up there with him drinking a beer - or a Grand Marnier, but for now I'll just have to drink his share myself.

Here's to you, Craig! Save us a seat.