Today my Dad was the one to make the long commute to visit me. I had to work today so he came down to the firehouse. Of course when he came within a mile of the station we got a call. That delayed our visit for almost a hour and left him to drive around lost, since he couldn't find the fire house and couldn't call me because I was on the call for a good fifty minutes. Bummer.
Finally he got to the fire house. It was cool to show him around the station. He reverted to a little boy around big shiny trucks; the more toys on it, the more wondrous it was. I guess deep down boys are all the same. We ate brownie sundaes and hung out with my boys for a little bit. The guys were all on good behavior for him. Although, to their credit, they are usually on relatively good behavior (which I appreciate). He and I hung out for a little while more and then said good night so he could drive up to BWI, get 4 hours of sleep and fly home the next morning.
Thanks for coming down to hang out with me Dad. Hope you get another business trip here soon.
1 comments:
Your dad is cool. I remember when we got into that car accident in Texas and we were stranded and he came to rescue us. What a great guy!
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