I had breakfast with friends at the Corner Bakery, then drove to Lawrenceville for Dean's funeral. It was moving and interesting in the sense that I had never seen a memorial service with a masonic element. Dean was a great guy and very generous with his time and energy. He helped me move my wife out of our apartment and he helped me move me into my new house. He was profoundly generous with his time and I cannot begin to say how much that meant to me. I had a hard time asking for help or even believing that people would help.
I spent the afternoon talking to a friend. Later I spent a quiet evening by myself, heated up a Trader Joe's Turkey Pot Pie, and watched Big Fan, a very interesting movie.