I had to dig my fanny pack out of the closet. It's the only thing we're allowed to use tomorrow while ushering. No knapsacks, no bads, nothing that won't fit in that fanny pack.
Well, lo and behold, inside was the winning raffle ticket I got when I won the bird. It was dated Oct. 13, 1996. So, I've had J.B. for 21 years.