Al loved this muffin and he loved the name even more. Every time we were at the clinic he would bring me into the kitchen and ask for an Otis Spunkmayer muffin. He would get very upset if there were none left, so that became our first stop before check in, he needed that muffin, and we had to make sure he got it. He then made up a song for the muffin that we all would sing together, here it is;
"Otis ,Otis, Splunkis, Splunkis, Mayer, Mayer, Mayer."
Papa loved to hear Al talk about Otis Spunkmayer and he would share this story with every one. It gave him a good laugh every time.
I think Al let everyone at the clinic and the "H" (hospital) know about the Otis Spunkmayer muffins and how much he loved them.
(it was a disappointment for all of us if we could not get one, since it made Al's day--it was always the little things that made Al so happy)
Cassidy has come home from school and said that a paper they read was about "Otis College", or it said "Otis" in her book. We see "Otis" all the time. In elevators, some are made by Otis, A town named Otis. I just saw it in an e-mail, Otis Street. These are all signs for us from Al.