Russell Mallette
I remember visiting Rancho Cucamonga many times as a kid, and the first thing we'd do is pile into the Caprice (The Pumpkin or Blue depending on what year we're talking about) and immediately head to Newport Beach for the day. You were unphased taking the wheel and making it all about others, in this case me, and it appears from the stories and condolences that I wasn't the only one. I'm glad to have had our longest conversation in years during my last visit. I bet the beaches up there are pretty....