It was one of our fun adult weekends in Clare.  We were all out on the lake, having a wonderful time with several of our friends.  I remember Jack & Lynn, Teri & Greg, Amy & Paul, Diane and I floating and having cocktails.  We floated up to the Ski Lodge and your dad came walking down the path with a tray full of mudslides, a cigar in his mouth and that grin of his that I’ll always remember.  I don’t remember much after that because that is what happened after a couple of randy mudslides.