I'll get this started and invite anyone that has a fond memory to share. A number of years ago in the middle of winter I was bored and that weekend there was a monster truck/motocross event at the CTC Center. I figured it would be something to do so Gloria and I planned on going. Gloria suggested that I ask mom if she wanted to go. I figured she would politely decline but since it was something to do she accepted. So we're in the nosebleed section, the show is on, truck are doing their stunts and in between the truck events the motocross bikes are putting on a demo. The fumes are building up and the metal music is blasting. You can barely speak due to the noise and the fumes are pretty intense. I look over at mom figuring she might be getting her fill of this. There she is bopping away, shaking her....well she's right into it. I ask her how she's doing. She says the show is OK but she really likes the music. This is my mom.