| My daughter Erika called me on the phone and her son Parker and I picked up two phones simultaneously. After some initial confusion, he decided to take the right of way and told me: "OPA, get off the phone - I am talking to my Mom!" I stood my ground till he asked his Mom: "MOM, please hang up on OPA - I want to talk to you alone!" |
| My grandson Parker was driving with me when I hit a rumble strip and he said: "My DAD told me that sometimes the centerline wakes up sleeping drivers!" |
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When getting off Route 283 on the way to Harrisburg there are several rumble strips. My daughter Erika asked me: "What are they for, DAD?" "To warn blind drivers," I responded callously. It took a few minutes to penetrate. |
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We were on our way back from Canada where my daughter Erika had met for the first time her half-brother Dan - whom I had given up for adoption some 15 years ago. I noticed she was pondering something, and asked her what bothered her. "DAD, if Dan is my half brother does that mean that you are my half father?" |