Here’s another one of our family stories.

When I was a little girl, my grandfather retired.  He was Vice President of a large N.Y. Union.  They gave him a big party down in Florida.  We were all excited to make the trip.  It’s all we could talk about….how we were going to Miami.

My brother, the youngest, was about four years old. He was upset every time we talked about Miami.  He said, “It’s not just YOUR Ami.  It’s EVERYBODY’S Ami!”

Weren’t WE selfish!