Thanks to all of you for all the kind words, my grandson's name was Clay Everette Hess,he was one of those genuine characters we meet in life. He liked to ride wheel chairs down local motorcycle hill climbs. Power company right of ways to be more accurate, he broke each of his arms at different times doing that. He also liked to roll his mother's lawn tractor up on two wheels and drive a great arc around her yard. Not many families are immune from the drug scourge. My daughter and her other four children are receiving showers of love from friends and neighbors. My daughter bought my first Saito for me for Christmas in 92 or 93, it's the high compression 150 that I still have. I nicknamed him Clay Bob because he called everybody Bob, even his mother. Thank you all for caring.