You are quite the trend setter!

Obviously the answer is to park illegally. How to tell an eastern PA boy….

This makes my game closer than it needs to be

“When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the heart right out of a fine spring afternoon"

My late husband’s favorite book was The Last Good Kiss! He would quote the opening line a few times a year. Love your tradition, and now love this memory / association.