My dad's birthday fell this week. He would have been 70 years-old this year. Wow. I must be getting old. I thought about him on the day. I just had such a busy week that it didn't really sink in until now.
I think I really really want to hang his whip on my green wall. I just need to find a way to do that that doesn't look tacky. I love that whip. When I was a child I loved to take it outside and make it snap. Mom always told me to stop as I was going to snap my ear and it would hurt. I snapped my ear a lot and man did it sting. But I liked hearing that whip snap more than I disliked having my ear stung so I kept doing it. I tried to do it as an adult and just couldn't do it anymore. I don't know if it is my snapping skills or the fact that there isn't much left on the end of the whip. Too funny.
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