Jill's Journal: In 1993, I was brand-new in Phoenix. A few cubicles over from my spot at American Express was a vivacious Brazilian named Leo. It was soon clear that life was a party anytime Leo was in the house! Fun, fun, fun. Leo and his posse generously welcomed me into their crowd and I can’t even guess how many times we all laughed the night away at happy hour or a movie or simply at his house. Rob’s strongest memory of Leo involves the 1994 World Cup – Leo’s native Brazil won and you haven’t seen celebrating until you’ve seen a Brazilian celebrate a World Cup win. His family in Brazil was on speaker phone and it was pure, mad, chaotic joy. Again – life is a party when Leo is around!
Leo has since married his sweet wife, Christy, whom we met just once as we were leaving Phoenix. They are now settled just outside of Richmond and had us over tonight for a delicious meal (Christy is a wonderful cook!) and some wonderful Virginia hospitality. Their two boys played fabulously with our girls and the adults got to laugh and carry on like in the old days.
And tomorrow we get to see them again! They’re intrigued by how we manage in a fifth wheel and want a tour before we leave town.
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