No Deal

So what happens after you've spent your life as the silver-spooned alcoholic good-for-nothing son of a President, became President yourself, and then started World War III?



You get to be on the teevee onna game show! Yeehaw!

the good times

Being allowed to stay home from school so we could go see Temple of Doom, and then walking into the theater to find no one else in there at all. Our own little Temple of Doom. We had pizza afterwards. I watched it again today.

Throwing a crumpled-up cigarette pack at you from across the room and watching you catch it in your mouth. "I cauddit in mah mouf!" you said.

Holding my head under the water in the pool in Vegas and watching you swim. I still can't do the dolphin kick. You were beautiful in the water.

The Flamingo Kid - "Gin, Phil."

Just a few. Happy birthday Dad.