I've always tried to look on the bright side. Tonight my daughter came home in tears. She had been working a church charity event to help the less fortunate, at which she lost her UCLA sweatshirt to someone who mistakenly thought it was an item to be donated. I gave her this sweatshirt for Christmas and she wears it almost every day to school. Since her dad is a Bruin twice over (BA and MFA), I think it's VERY meaningful to her. As she sat there crying, I tried to make her feel better. "Look on the bright side," I said, after assuring her I would replace it. "That's one less person wearing a USC sweatshirt in Los Angeles." This made her smile.