Gary Sobik
Dan introduced me to homemade dandelion wine one New Years Eve. It was colder than hell and my folks had a party. Dan and I were only about 12 or 13 and we got tanked. We went out and rode the snowmobile around and knocked off almost 2 quart mason jars that night. We came in from the cold and warmed up and the adults never knew because they were more drunk than we were. My stepfather and Charlie were good friends. My stepdad bought a pack of jackasses and jennys from a farm that neglected them. Charlie took care of their hooves which was no easy task with Dan helping him all the way. I won't forget you old friend.
