Yesterday started out like any other. I woke
up, had my coffee while scanning the obituaries,
and when my name wasn’t there I planned my day.
As happens, my day didn’t go as planned.
Dad stopped by before I had my shoes on, and
we had a nice talk over coffee.
After he left, and I had my shoes on, I was
ready to attack the yard. Just as I reached
for the door knob our doorbell rang.
A fellow car nut and friend who I’ve known
for 45 years came in. Over another pot of
coffee we bench raced, did some kitchen
table diagnostics on an engine problem, and
brought each other up to speed since last
Which brings us to the point of this little
tale. After the visits, and not getting the
yard done, I thought I was in a pretty good
mood. Then I…
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