Last night I dreamt of all of the Christmases with Jimmy and all of the gifts that MOST moms wouldn't give their kids. Like funny (sometimes daring) T-Shirts. He LOVED those shirts- when he wore them and people would comment on them, he would say- "Yea, my mom got me this". So, when I would meet people now and again- I would hear- "so, you are the one that got him these shirts?" I never knew that a T-shirt would spark such interest... and now such memories!!