I may have, actually. I spent some time in New York in the 30's, writing detective novels.
War rarely is an interest for good people. An unpleasant necessity, maybe, but not an interest. And I'd say there's something very domestic about a man who does the repair work and knows his way around kitchen. Even I'm not that qualified.
I tried domestic life, once. The threat of a few bulldozers might have helped.
Asking me to talk about myself? You really should get to know me better. I guess it's a fair enough offer, and I'd like to hear more about this friend of yours.