i’m sorry to hear of the loss of your father at such a young age. just a guy (who looks like the joker) wandering about the locker room waving his junk all over hell and creation. we were a bit late in the season so most of the restaurants in the village were closed ! while i get another cup of coffee, here — have a piece of cinnamon toast. with a box of tissues parked in the garage and a cup of noodle soup on the back porch. 