What are we doing? We are still timid. We are afraid but happy. We tilt our head only slightly toward the mirror hanging on the wall. What do we see? A full beard neatly trimmed intact. Yes, the hairline is sadly still receding. We laugh a little. Then the tears are a hot sweat caught by a thick brush of our face. We say Tony, you're beautiful. You're beautiful. Bread, meat, cheese, vegetables, condiments. Ohogy has many names