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Wine needs time to breathe. Andy knows that as well as any self-taught oenophile. It’s amazing how patient he can be opening a bottle, letting it sit, pouring it in the glass and letting it sit some more, allowing the wine to breathe. People need time to breathe, too. Gone since last Friday, Andy’s been on a week-long date with a lake full of fish in the Canadian wilderness, where I hope the crisp, quiet air has pushed some of the grief out of his lungs, and made room for peace. Where I hope he has been able to breathe deeply. Back at home, we've missed him. We’ve been sending big fish wishes up north. And we’re waiting with baited breath for his safe return.

JEB