-Riding to football games on thanksgiving at the high school with Upton and Richard, the smell of cigars, coffee in the old Stanley thermos, and a smell I would later appreciate as the smell of good Bourbon.

-walking down to the barn fence to dump the "compost" for Jim and the chickens.

-visting with Upton in his hospital room when he was being treated for bone cancer. You just thought his stories were interesting normally; you should have heard his painkiller induced stories. I was like time travel.