I can’t recall a time I had “discovered” pizza. It was always around. My mother made it from scratch, or we went out to a pizza place. One of the places we went to early on was called, “Two Guys from Italy”, located in East Greenwich, RI, which is one town north of my home town. Today, that place is called, “Frank and John from Italy”, and is close to where Dale lives now. Janet and I met him and friend Mike for dinner there about a year or so ago.