Hey, that's great, Episcopals and Wheat-a-bix and all.

I've got time today, I'll tell one of my earlier memories. I was ten and a half months old and the family moved out of state. Two days of driving, towing a trailer. I have numerous vivid recollections of the journey, parents confirm the date. At the end, the family holed up in a motel in the new city. They made hot cocoa and i sat there in happy anticipation doing my best to say "Chocolate" it must have come out as "Co-co," or some such, everbody laughed at the noise I was making. It means of course, that i knew what cocoa was.