growing up

Growing up means learning to take my car in to the shop.  When and where.  And hopefully, next time, earlier.

Moral of the story: Grown ups break things.  Grown ups get things fixed and then they pay for them. 

Thanks, Les Schwab, for my new brakes.  Thanks, God, for the growing up.  For fathers who discipline, and children who need it, everything is discipline, everyone involved in growing me up, but especially you and especially me.

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