Designer -- Back in the old days when we used to recruit friends to help us move, we would offer them all the beer they could drink. Hmmm -- that kind of says something about the friends we had???? Seriously, I hear what you are saying. How can they "pretend" the don't even care that we are gone; or are the pretending, or do they just not care? But -- why do we care anymore?? Someday we will get far enough along that it won't bother us. We'll never understand, but we really won't care anymore!