Forty-one years later, and I still remember our first…slightly disastrous…dinner party. Thankfully, I was able to laugh then with everyone else and still think it’s funny. We had invited Bill’s parents, sister and grandmother to be our first dinner guests. Bill and Penny cutting up as usual. Lots of laughter. Frank, Bobbie and Granny. 1967 As I vividly remember all these years later, Bill and I had spent the morning cleaning our little duplex apartment. It was late Autumn and between classes and working part-time for each of us, there wasn’t a lot of time to do housework. But now, …