Years ago... 1994... wow...ok, so I guess 10 years ago now...
Diane and I talked on the phone, and I stilled lived in my old house. My room was on the corner on the second floor, and I sat in my beanbag chair looking outside at the full moon.
She'd asked me what I was doing, and I said, I'm looking at the man on the moon.

She laughed, and said I was silly, but that she never really saw him before.
So we spent the next moment trying to show her the man on the moon.

It's one of my fondest memories of Diane. Last I'd heard, which was a few years ago... she got married and has at least one child by now. Hmm.

It's been ten years. and I still say hi to the man on the moon.