I recall going up to the Etheridge household one Thanksgiving a number of years ago. At one point during the evening Peter and I launched into an unadulterated, full on laughing fit. I cannot recall exactly what brought about this uncontrollable mirth, only that it became completely contagious. The harder Peter laughed the harder I would laugh and eventually it had everyone in the room holding their sides. Great memory, thanks Mr. Etheridge.