So, one of my grandsons and his best friend are in South Beach, FL for spring break. They were on the beach this morning, when some guy walked up to him and asked to use his phone. He said, “No.” The guy said, “I’m gonna beat the crap out of you.” My grandson, who is over six feet tall, just looked at him and said, “I’m from Chicago, you know what the murder rate is in the city?” The guy held up his hands and said, “Hey, no problem, no problem,” and walked away. There are benefits that go along with living here. We can scare people 🙂 Apparently, to some, we are all thugs, carry guns, and work for the mob. People believe Al Capone is still alive and kicking. Anyway, it was a fun story and no one got hurt. I’m so proud of him. Sigh. Debbie called me immediately to let me know. She said, “You’re gonna love this one.” She was right. I love it. Just love it.