[Little Bill]

I always preferred a Gibson, with Tanquary, just to be a snot, Gin, Gin the cause of all sin. My son was conceived 40 years ago during a taste comparison test between a Vodga Martini and a Gibson.

[dblup]

“...my son was conceived 40 years ago during a taste test between a martini and a gibson...”

Well, we must ask: How is Gibson William “Little Bill” the Younger doing these days?

Is he just as wise and discriminating as his father, one would hope?

[andy58-in-nh]

For a Gibson, you need to have cocktail onions, and I guess I just prefer olives. But I definitely agree about gin: it seems innocuous, and wonderfully floral besides, but unless consumed in moderation can lead to all manner of trouble.

My wife won't go near the stuff; she prefers vodka... which come to think of it was more than somewhat involved in a sequence of events that led to my daughter's coming in to being. Long story short: we'd come back from my dad's funeral, to a wake where his family and friends did precisely what he would have approved of: laughing, crying and toasting his memory with drinks and song. Our comfort that night gave him a grandchild he never knew... but I have made certain that she knows all about him and I love her madly: for both of us, always.