How wonderful! I hate to admit it, but I’m not really one for talking to strangers. I don’t have that impulse; yet, for some strange reason, I’ve often found myself meeting people by chance who end up telling me their whole life story—and then some. Hahaha. It would have been great if your namesake, Eric, had taken the books along on the ship; I’m sure he’d have time to read them at night. But reading them when he gets back works, too. Sending you a big hug, my friend.