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I well remember when about, oh, fifteen years or so ago, I went to Eau Claire, Wisconsin over the Thanksgiving holiday to hunt whitetails with my oldest son, who was there for high school (we sent our boys to a parochial high school affiliated with our church). I showed up in the dorm supervisor's office to introduce myself and ask where I might find my son. He sent me up to the third floor, the freshmen's floor - "you'll have no trouble finding him...".
As soon as I opened the stairwell door to get into the hallway on the third floor, I was bombarded by Jimi blaring from one of the dorm rooms, turned all the way up to 11. The entire floor was crammed in there, my son's room.
You just know when you've raised them right.
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Jeff
'72 911T 3.0 MFI
'93 Ducati 900 Super Sport
"God invented whiskey so the Irish wouldn't rule the world"
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