Having a beer now and thinking of all the beers we've had together on Jam Nights. Candles going, beer flowing, music loud. Dancing and talking for hours about anything and everything. That one time you tipped out of your chair and laid there laughing! Lars was standing over you looking concerned like the faithful and loving pooch he was. Or if you were jammin' by yourself you'd call and put the phone up to the speakers. Good times. The best. Sorry to have kept you up so late, but thanks for the late suppers! Much Love, Holly