My Aunt Jerri lost her arm three years ago in a car accident. We went to Breckenridge last weekend and you couldn't even tell it was missing. The down filled coat she was wearing disguised the fact. Besides, I wasn't wearing any pants and that may have drawn attention away from her. My sister on the other hand was smoking like a freight train, you know how trains are. If I had it to do all over again, I would definitely not have broken my $150.00 Ray-bans my ex gave me on Easter 1987. The important thing here is that we all had enough chocolate pretzels to last the whole stinking night. Yeah!