Yeah I read some of it, I didn't read everything. My father and I were sitting by the fire pit in the backyard sipping whiskey and just enjoying the cold evening fire combo and I started talking about pancakes and skillets and then I brought up yours. next thing you know we're having pancakes tomorrow, LOL
Very nice!
It's simple dumb shit like that that makes the old man happy. You know because one day it's just going to be me sitting by that fire pit with his glass of whiskey turned upside down.
Exactly. My dad has been gone 37 years now. I'd give anything do be able to do what you're doing one more time.
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