While in Champaign at the University of Illinois, Aidan and I decided to stop at one of our favorite places to buy alcohol.  Booze Liquors. That’s it. That’s the name. Booze Liquors with a sign above the door that said just that but in between the “Booze” and the “Liquor” was a characterization of a drunk man in a top hat with a big shiny red nose.  Our old friend Kentoff still worked there. But now he ran the place. We knew Kentoff from making beer runs there in college. His dad, who owned the store, died six months ago and left it to Kentoff.  We tried to shorten “Kentoff” to “Ken” but he would have none of it. Sometimes we would call him…