The Blue, Smokey Chicken Dinner
Dear [KC],
Speaking of Richard Parker, do you remember coming to visit us at our first apartment on McKee Place in 1979? He, [Mentat], and myself lived together at the time, and as I recall, we cooked you a barbecue chicken dinner which, got a bit well-done. I chuckle when I remember the blue smoke that permeated the living room and how nonchalant you attempted to be as you attempted to hide your coughing. 
That’s one dinner I never forgot.