When we moved to connecticut, my father and his sister used to play spades with two amazing friends who are Maggie and Dave, and one night when they were playing my father got really cold playing up in the attic, and asked for a sweater, and my Aunt Robin got one out of the closet which was 3x too small.. and he put it on and could not move, he said is this made for a midget, and we all started to crack up laughing cause he could not move his arms in the Sweater.. It was funny we laughed about it for days... 


R.I.P 02/20/2009 I love you and Miss you Daddy!!!