Dad used to produce these massive burps… MASSIVE.  We’d look at him and he’d say “Don’t worry.  I saved a piece for you.”

Tonight, I produced a rather massive burp while sitting in my apartment on the couch next to my almost-15 year old nephew.  He shook his head in disgust and I said “It was your Papaw speaking through me.  He told me to tell you he saved a piece for you.”

He didn’t buy it.

I laughed so hard,  though…and then I cried.  I miss those little,  funny things about my Dad.