 One Sunday, we were in one of his Tom and Jerry parties where I used to get routinely destroyed. I don't even know what's in a Tom and Jerry. I don't want to know. I just hope I never see one again as long as I live. But he could drink them. Old Herb Edwards, he told me about the Freeze Peach fight in Spokane, Washington, 1910. Because as a young logger, he was there. This was some years ago, and he's passed on.