Sunday, July 31, 2011

Just Over the Hill

Although my Dad has been dead for several years, I'm still learning from him.  In this story, I am revisiting one of those few rare  moments when we were together without any outside distractions.  Dad was a carpenter by trade and a teacher by profession.  I didn't take to woodworking and I don't remember anything he taught me in school, but as I recollect this experience, I now know he taught me more about life than I realized at the time.

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