Mom and I just got back from the store and while in line, there was a jerk who started talking rough to a mother with two children in her cart. A couple other men (fathers) put him in his place, but it reminded me of growing up and when Evan and I had some fun with the contractor working on my parents house. We lived in Diablo, California and my dad had a great year in business. He traveled a lot, creating tax shelters for teachers and...
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