One day back in 2003, me Pops, me self, and me son Charlie sat at the office in the Shop, drinking coffee. Hey, it was a well deserved break. We'd been working hard that day.
Anyway, for whatever reason me Pops was staring up at the calendar on the wall. He observed, "Man, time flies. I have my fiftieth high school reunion coming up."
Curious myself about mine after that I did some quick math and said, "Yeah, really. Looks like my twenty-fifth is next year."
As a little smarmy smile grew on his face, me son Charlie remarked, "I'm coming up on my second."
Touche, boy. Touche.
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