We decided on a family get-together in Oakland in August 2004. After a long and stressful real estate process, my brother and his family had bought and moved into a magnificent "1970's modern" house in the Oakland hills earlier in the summer. We were all very curious to see the house, and Dad decided to fly out from Florida. Fortunately, my brother decided to fly to Florida to accompany him, as they had all sorts of weather-related problems in Dallas, and they ended up spending the night there, when they should have been in Oakland. I flew from Providence and met everyone in Oakland.