Well, looks like I have to hide the matches from my Dad.
He caught the friggen woods on fire today at my shop. I guess it was a pretty big deal, the fire department had their whole arsenal out , and the ambulance was there also. I am sure we are the talk of the neighborhood
I was enjoying the nice weather with my family for a change. We were out goofy golfing , and I got a text from a customers wife ( they live across the street from my building ) asking if everybody was alright. I did not think much of it at first, but then got worried, that maybe something had happened to my parents. They live in a house on my business property .
Dad has always been a pyro. He loves to burn . I guess he was cleaning up sticks and leaves in the yard, and it got away from him. He is 70. and in trying to put it out, he almost went down. He is stubborn like me, and I am sure he would have fought it without calling anyone till he passed out ( which he almost did )
I am really lucky today, my dad is fine, my shop is intact, and my under insured 930 is still with me . It was only about 20 feet from the flames, and my mom said they were heading that way. ( I will be upping the insurance asap on Monday Morning)
So, I am on my way up there now, to tell my Dad, that he is officially relieved of his fire duties .
He has been slowly getting even with me for all I put him through in my teens, and twenties.
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