I guess the "story" that I will share took place at one of these parties. It was a summer party at my sister's house (I don't remember the occasion, most likely to celebrate the summer birthdays) and we were all outside by the pool. The weather took a turn for the worse, the wind really picked up and it started to rain real hard. Everyone is scrambling to get inside and trying to grab whatever they can to bring inside and get it out of the rain and wind (food, phones, whatever was out there that needed to come in). The more able bodied folks were making repeat trips to make sure everything was brought in. During the height of the storm, what do I grab? Dr. Ragusa's bottle of Tanqueray. I come into the house, dripping wet and wind blown, and show him that I grabbed the bottle for him. He says something to the effect of  "Kim, I always knew you were a good kid, that's why we keep you around. Now can you pour me some, I think I left my drink outside." That was just one of the many times he made me laugh.

He was a truley remarkable man and he will be missed by a great many people.