That's how we started out - you were Bubby and I was Sissy. Then we were off to grade school at Mortonsville. I remember going to your first grade class and I ask to speak to my Bubby. That's when I realized you had gotten too big for your britches. 'Cause the next thing I knew you had told momma and daddy that I had embarassed you and I got in trouble! From then on I had to call you Clinton or get in trouble when I got home. I still loved you and I knew you loved me too.