There's a bar with a deck overlooking the river next door to me. Been going there since I was 16...err, I mean 18. 63 now so that's 45 years. Saw the owner a couple weeks ago when I was out walking, he gave me the combination to the gate lock. Couple times a week I've been taking a bottle of wine out there and calling friends, talking for an hour or two about nonsense, watching the sun set. Gives me some sense of normalcy.