If anyone remembers seing John puking his guts out at the last game we were at. Just know that it didnt stop there. I guess he had some crazy stomach thing going on. My God I had to drive him home. I swear it was like the exorcist in that little car. John just kept throwing up all of the way back to Ftn. Hills. He filled up his shirt with spew, and them moved on to the map pocket. When that was full he just kept punishing the floor mat with his puke. I just held the steering wheel in one hand and a cross in my other hand and kept saying, "Dont come any closer." It was pretty nasty.
Anyway, he has recoverd and we will see you guys in the cool pines, or someting close to that.
Later.