Alvin Sherron
Driving from Seattle late one night on I-5 in my black 60 Impala. You were smoking a cigarette. You were a little "high" and you dropped the cigarette. You tried to convince me the cigarette dropped through the opening of the stick shift boot. Some time later the carpeting was on fire. We pulled over and dowsed the fire with snow. Never trust your word again! Be well my friend.

