That night, we announced we were going to cook and Mom should relax on the porch with a drink. Now Mom wasn't a big booze drinker but she liked Caribbean sweet drinks. I had found a recipe for a pina colada and we had purchased the makings at the store. I made the drink with a lot of rum – double what the recipe ordered. Mom had one and than another remarking how great they tasted after a long day in the sun.

"It brings back such wonderful memories" she said, already feeling the effects of the alcohol.

By the time we served dinner she was drunk as hell –no...