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My dad is quite the person.  Hardly one to complain, remaining introverted at most times, he’s a man of action.  Born and raised on a farm, Daddy has used his hands to make a living his entire life.  A surgeon and farm implement doctor, Dad typically has insight on most everything.

We both are incredibly nerdy; we love learning to the point where my siblings make fun of us.  Both of us grew up playing musical instruments: him, the saxophone, me, the flute.  I could have been a doctor, too. But, as you can derive, I gave myself to the arts.  Majoring in English may seem silly as I sit, practically jobless, trying to get back on my writing feet after several years of neglect.  All practicalities aside, I am delighted I made the choice I did since my brain surgery resulted in a huge fraction of math smarts to vanish.

Dad supported me through college, my adventures abroad, and that blasted C-word.  He continues to do so.

Point in case: today, he came to rescue The Explorer and I.  He arrived with a tasty chai tea and a hug.  We bundled up and trudged to the garage.  The man with most of the answers, had brought his red wrench set, car jumper, and an extension cord.  He only needed to turn the key in Big Red’s ignition to diagnose her.  Dead battery.  He removed the deceased, and announced we were going to Wal-mart!  YAY!

Turns out, the battery that was powering my beloved vehicle was built for a machine along the lines of a lawnmower or an electric toothbrush. Ohhhh the beauty of used cars.

Dad and I returned home, installed the new battery, and powered up the Explorer.  She has never purred more proudly.

These endeavors with my dad have always made me happy.  When I was younger, it was wrapping a worm around a hook. Now,  it’s things like changing a car battery or finagling a dryer to work with the twist of a pair of pliers.  Sounds silly, but it’s special to us.  I love you Deeds!


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I am in need of your assistance.  I would love to do a post highlighting hilarious holiday memories.  It would be super neat if these were provided by YOU!  I want to do a post on Christmas Tree stories (for example, my father brought the chainsaw into our living room to cut the tree’s trunk because it wouldn’t fit beneath our already tall ceiling).  Maybe your family is big on outdoor Christmas decor like the Griswalds.  Awkward family moment around the dinner table?  I definently want to know about it!!!

What about your most terrifying moment with a mall Santa (in my mind, Pennywise the Clown is nearly as frightening as Santa –  I will elaborate my findings at a later date).

I would be delighted to receive stories beyond the Christian faith – how bout some Hanukkah or Kwanzaa joy?

Walk down memory lane, smile a bit, mayyybe shake your head, and send me a little historical anecdote of yours.

I invite you to e-mail me your tales of holiday hilarity at beingnessasary@gmail.comOR you can write them down in a comment. A preemptive thank you oh so very much for your contributions!

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