It was the last night of the summer before I had to head back to DePauw for my sophomore year, and I probably wasn’t very anxious to do so. My dad came down after he and my mom returned from some dinner party, with the latter heading to bed. We talked a bit and bonded over the TV. When the little monkey in the dress started lunging for Dave, my dad and I started guffawing. Thanks to the miracle of YouTube, I can relive that moment with Carter and Archie.