Growing up on Tucker Ave. we were always getting into trouble of one kind or another. Soaping windows on Halloween night and having a cop drive up and see Bob throw his bar of soap in the bushes and then making him go in the bushes and get it, sneaking a bottle of champagne out of my house by tying a bunch of neckties together and lowering it out the window and then taking it over to Bob's house and sitting with your mom drinking, going to Mclean High School football games and getting into fights, going to Georgetown drinking and havig to lean Bob against his backdoor and ringing the bell so his mom could drag him in, racing our cars out on 66 and having a cop pull up behind us on the sholder of the road and everybody gets away except Bob, party's at the house in Herndon, casino nights, playing poker after school at Norman's house, riding around with your sister in her Corvair - boy we had some good times I'm going to miss you