Yes, that's what I call him. My AV.
Three days today, and I had a near slip while I worked at a Tavern that has one of my pool tables. I drove away thinking: "Just a couple of ice cold Heinies, man... Take it easy and you'll feel no worse tomorrow than you do now. And tomorrow is a new day... What's a couple of days difference going to make?" Don't know how, but after a few minutes the whispering went away. And I'm grateful.
Thanks to all my SR friends for your support. Again.
