PR always called me Sable because of my hair color. He said take it as a compliment (which I did) because his beloved dog was named Sable. He loved that dog, he told me. We loved PR. At his bait shop when we came back home, the guys would drink beer, but I didn’t like beer so PR reached under the counter and pulled out a mason jar. Try this he said. So I did, not knowing what I was drinking until it hit my throat. That’s moonshine I believe, I said. You betcha. He said back. We had a chuckle over that. Jerry and I will miss him so much. We loved him so. Our prayers of comfort are with Janet and the family.