When we were young, we had allot of fun. Stupid fun but fun no doubt! We would go out drinking, but one night we both had way too much to drink. Truth be told...we had way too much to drink a few nights but this one particular night was brutal!

We got so drunk that Joe got sick, then I in turn got sick. YUCK! I drove Joe home and like the blind leading the blind, I helped him out of the car to the porch steps where I left him. God forbid Grandma know that I was the bad influence that took him out and got him so very drunk.

Well...the next morning Grandma said, "Well did you and Ferne have fun?" She wasn't angry with me as I suspected she would be. She must have understood that it was part of the growing up process.

We had much fun when we were young and dumb. He didn't need anything to alter his mind, he had a great sense of humor that followed him throughout the years.  He is sadly missed! Happy Birthday Joe!