Almost everyone has a person who made a lasting impression on their life. I was very fortunate to have my Nana. Today, I wore the "stork" pin she sent me after my first son, Scott, was born. I was very fortunate to grow up having Nana close by through much of my childhood. I remember trips to Colorado where Nana would drive her black and white sports car. We would take breaks every hour and on some of the breaks, I got to have a Pepsi! Nana never drank them herself, but she always carried them for me. We would go halfway and then spend the night at a motel. I'll write more memories another time, but I hope to be a Nana that my grandchildren will remember in the way that I do.