Evangelical Lutheran Church in America and in my misspent youth as a seminarian, I worked with him for a semester in Campus Ministry. He met me for dinner while I was in Austin. I hadn't seen him since 2001, so maybe a kiss was in order.
I say he met me for dinner, but he didn't really eat. Like a good Lutheran (which I am not), he had a beer. On the other hand, it was a Dos Equis, which I'm pretty sure isn't what Martin Luther drank---although I imagine Brother Martin would have, had he had a chance, so I guess it's all within sound doctrine.
Retirement is treating Lou well, it seems. Look at that smile.