That's tough to pick just one. Probably him teaching me how to box. Or sometimes he'd wake me up after he got back from a match and we'd go out for late night pizza or pancakes. Maybe a seven year old shouldn't be up at 1 in the morning eating carbs, but I had fun.

You're going to make me put on a tux for these events, aren't you.

I might not be terrible, but I don't know that I can trust everyone at a karaoke bar.