Well Dewey used to get after me to put my bike away in the shed ( you know being a teenager you ALWAYS have to be told) well anyway , our shed is beside the house with a walkway between . I was dark and I didnt want to go put it in the creepy shed. Dew said I needed to put it away. So I gathered up my courage and off I went...... not knowing that Dewey went out the back door of the house and came creeping at me through the walkway between the house and shed IN THE DARK! Well I picked up my bike and threw it at him reacting to the scary monster coming at me. Needless to say NEVER SCARE CATHY FOR SHE REACTS! ( no goofy Italian man was hurt or abused in this story lol). On the more serious side, Dewey and my mom are truly the most giving people I have known. If we ever needed help throughout our lives they were ALWAYS there to oblige. Dewey was all of our personal taxi driver and I mean ALWAYS. So many trips to the barn and Charlie Chans ( a teen club where I met my husband Wayne ). I cant even imagine the miles he put on driving his kids and grandkids around. He made such an impact on so many people that words cannot express. A piece of my heart is now in heaven and one day I will get it back. Till we meet again Dewey...... I love you and you will be missed EVERYDAY!