When Sara lost the U2 concert tickets a month before the concert, she was quite upset. I suggested we could party in the parking lot during the concert, with champagne and a cd of the band. This didn't console her, and we finally got the United Center to replace the lost tickets for her. Her son Cheney said he didn't know what was cooler, the idea of tailgating during the concert, or that his mom lost the tickets like some kind of stoner. We found this grave in the cemetary where Nona Cioe was buried, and couldn't resist.