tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15838830.post115101174787687287..comments2008-04-20T21:18:04.326-07:00Stevenoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15838830.post-38909899152270348782008-04-20T21:18:04.326-07:002008-04-20T21:18:04.326-07:00One of my best memories is of walking to the lake with my dad when I was about six. This would have been about 1972. As we were passing the "hippie" garden (now I know, co-op) he put fizzies into my water. I don't remember what flavor it was. Lemon-lime, probably, knowing dad. Anyway, I remember how excited I was. That was the only time I had Fizzies but I remember it still. Dad passed away in January and this was so memorable for me that I memntioned it at his funeral.HairsMyLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05090790530127335745noreply@blogger.com