My dad died in 1990 and I've had the same dream every night since. I die and go down a tunnel of light, to a room filled with light. My dad walks in and says, "Joe! Did you leave all these lights on?"
Al: Everybody, I have an announcement. Your happiness... sickens me. Everybody but me is looking at good times. But for me it's been one long continuous year since I got married. Actually, one long month. Helluary.