In the fifteen years we’ve been friends, Amedeo and I have benefitted from advancements in new technologies. The idea that I could use the World Wide Web from my Seattle living room, drinking my second cup of coffee watching Ame and Rosy prepare dinner in their kitchen nine time zones away would have seemed like a fantasy when we first met. These multi-media tools build a bridge that allows our multi-lingual brotherhood to stay connected. In the early days, ours was a “seasonal” family togetherness. We spoke on the phone, but without the benefit of seeing each other’s flailing hands, illustrative motions, and facial reactions, the experience never possessed the energy I felt when we were together, face to face across a table. But I felt it this morning during our 45 minute Skype-enabled dialog. The other major benefit of this visual encounter is clarification of words and numbers. This allows the conversation to move along and makes me feel like less of an idiot. After all, we’ve been at this for more than a dozen years and “Larriano” still seems to be in its infancy.