Way back when, in another lifetime, I was a cop. At one point I was a rookie cop and Dennis Zirbel was my first sergeant. We instantly bonded in a mentor/rookie kinda of way, and have remained friends all these years. His daughter, Kristy, who I also know, lives in the NW part of Arizona, year Las Vegas, Nevada. Sergeant Zirbel comes down every year to visit Kristy so we always make it a point to visit. They usually drive to Phoenix but this year we met in Prescott, which is about half way in between. It was so good to see him but I worry so much about him. He has Parkinsons Disease and has gotten quite frail. He walks with a cane and has tremors something awful. With God's good grace he'll be back again next year. I love him like a father.