The Old Yorke Fish & Chips shop in Leaside seemed like an unlikely choice for our encounter. At some point in the conversation, our major decision was what type of fish do you want with your fish & chips? (A question that felt suspiciously like a Tie-Break scenario). I had been invited to join this somewhat “regular” group and it was a chance to hash out all of the old stories. But at our exalted age, the conversation often pivots sharply from grand slams to replaced hips and the brutal reality of which pension plan offers the best dental coverage.  That is if you could hear what anyone said with our bad hearing.