Steve Miller was a mischief maker...and I was his partner in crime! We couldn't wait for the school day to end so that we could take his parents' speedboat out on Biscayne Bay and water ski until it was time for dinner. Whether it was swimming, fishing or trips to Ocean Reef, we both shared a love of water sports. But my favorite memory of Steve is from when we both attended Temple Ner Tamid. On one memorable Yom Kippur holiday, we were bored by the serious religious service, so we snuck into the cantor's office, where Steve proceeded to turn on the cantor's organ, sit down at the keyboard and start playing "Jingle Bells." Moments later, the office door flew open and the enraged cantor stormed in, shouting "We can hear you in the main sanctuary!" I'll never forget how Steve calmly turned around and replied, "Cantor, don't flip your lid!" The fact that the Cantor wore a very bad toupee made it even funnier! Hope you are laughing it up wherever you are, Steve!