We are so thrilled you folks are coming over Labor Day.  Quentin will be asking me every few days if that is the day you are coming.  He is really confused now. . .

He has asked me any number of times if this was the day someone was coming.  He wanted to know what date you were coming.  I told him Labor Day was on September 1.  He said he thought that was the date of his class reunion. I assured him it was all right—the reunion is on August 1.  He is trying to be extra careful so nothing happens to prevent his going to the reunion.  He said last night he wanted to see if Avis had gotten fat.  (She’s the girl he took to his senior prom.)