I remember back when the Atari first came out, my brother and I JUST HAD to have one. Our mother thought it would be a bad idea, so we went to dad, he came down in his camper and picked me and my brother up for the weekend, and he took us to the Mall to get one.

 I remember the look on my mothers face when we walked in the house with it. But we didnt care, we were kids with a brand new toy. We played it so much, that it started to act weird, so my brother took it apart, fixed it, put it back together, and it worked like brand new.

 That following Christmas, our mom and stepdad went out and bought my brother one of those Build It Yourself radios from Radio Shack.

 I love you, Roger. You will ALWAYS be my best friend....