Damn STRAIGHT, Steph! Done like a Gator, or whole damned herd of 'em.

my old man retired a First Sergeant, US Army... and he used to say he felt like he'd been "eaten by a wolf and sh*t over a cliff.." He was a tough ol' boot, and looked the part. He was Combat Arms from 1949 'til 1965, and even at 6'2" and about 240, he could outrun me until I was 16 or so....(and at age 23, I ran the mile in combat boots in 5:08)... honest.

Glad things are clearly better, and for certain, to be better and better!

please hug Gomer for us!

Lump