A hearty laugh

Sometime back in the summer, our family was pulling into our grocery store parking lot to do some shopping. With the windows down, the tantalizing smell of barbecue suddenly filled our car. Up ahead we could see some youth with a few parents, their barbecue, and a sign, as yet unreadable, but very obviously promoting a fundraiser.

"Mmmm," James said. "Can we support our local whatever?"

Every once in a while one of us says something that becomes part of our family lore - and this was one line that stuck good.