When Buddy was 5 he had his tonsils taken out. Later on all he wanted was a dill pickle. I told him that it would make his throat hurt; but he kept on and on. So finally I gave it too him, he never asked for a dill pickle again.

There is no doubt that my father's best friend was his beloved dog Oscar. Whenever you saw dad, Oscar was not far behind him. I babysat Oscar whenever dad went out of town or had to go to the hospital and no doubt about it, that dog was the most spoiled animal I had ever seen in my life. He even had to sleep with me, which I didn't really enjoy too much, but I knew he slept with dad so I dealt with it for the time being. No one could put a smile on my dad's face like that dog & nobody could make that dog's tail wag as fast as dad. They truly loved each other more than words could even describe.