I met the one and only Lindsay Rose Baxter at the ripe old age of 4. Janice and Dave invited me right into their lives and they soon became known to me and second mom and second dad. Dave was so cool! He played the blues, brewed beer in the garage (when they lived over on Auhay) and went on sweet water skiing trips. One of my earlier memories was when Lindsay and I tried on all of Jan's lingerie and requested a photoshoot in their living room. We were like 6. Dave immediately put a stop to this because he did not want to get arrested! Luckily I was invited back and got to join the Baxter's on some epic water skiing camp trips. Dave did everything he could to catapult us off that innertube. He was also very patient with me while I was learning to wakeboard. He made everything so much fun. I might still have welts up my sternum from the "thump test" to see how full we were after dinner. Believe me, after a pasta cranking night the fullness made it up to the forehead. One water ski trip on the Rockin' Ravioli, the big green suburban broke down as we were pulling out and we were stranded at the lake one more night. Most kids would be stoked but Lindsay and I had perfect attendance at junior high and wanted the award at the end of the year. Jan and Dave made it fun, they even wrote a letter to the school that we should not have that absence count. Well, the school didn't listen and we didn't get the perfect attendance...but I got an extra day with Dave Baxter, so counting it as a win. Love you second dad, see you on the other side!