13 x 365 Nick (3)

While we are on the subject of Nicks, you were the paperboy that stuck around the longest (before the job got contracted out to grown men with cars and girlfriends who like to ride around with them at all hours of the morning). Dad liked the paper by 5:00 but you had hockey practice and were usually late. You would duck beneath the picture window in the living room and slide the paper onto the porch noiselessly and then run like hell. I think you are the only person who was ever afraid of my father. Of course you were also possibly the only person who was able to so consistently piss him off. It took some effort.