He would invite us to his shows. I totally let him down. And I felt shitty about it when he died for not taking him up on invitations to chill. When I went to my dad's funeral it seemed from my vantage point that thr best man there was the neighbor down the street who would come play dominos with him once a week. Knowing my dad that was his favorite person in the world. Limey wanted people to play with. I completely understand. Now.