Driving by a liquor store near Tristan's Moms house, my Son started laughing. I asked him what was so funny. He pointed at the liquor store and said "That's where my friends and I did our naked beer run!" "What??!!" I said, looking at his smirk and hearing his giggle. The story went like this; "Well, Dad, one weekend during the Super Bowl some friends and I were bored so we came here, parked the car and took off all our clothes. We ran into the store, totally naked, grabbed some six-packs and ran out. We were laughing hysterically but...the two cops that happened to be waiting outside weren't amused. They arrested us, handcuffed our naked butts and took us to jail. When we got there, they decided it was just a silly Super Bowl prank and gave us our clothes and let us go with a warning. It was stupid... but it was funny as hell. That was one of the most fun days of my life." We laughed about that all the way to his Mom's. His sense of humour was priceless. I miss him so much.