When Ralph was expecting his second grandchild to be born he was due right around his birthday. Well, my birthday is a day before Ralph's. So being the fun loving jokester he always was he bet me that Derick would be born on his birthday. My husband took me to the Bristol race for my birthday and while we were watching qualifying my cell phone rang. He said Debi you butthole, and he went on to tell me the weight, etc. Since then I have always teased him about it because you could never get anything over on Ralph, literally by fate I did!