This morning Dad locked himself INSIDE his house. He has one of those horrible deadbolts that needs to have a key to unlock it from the inside. He only uses his back door because the front door is permanently locked and blocked and the slider leading to the back yard is no good because his back gate is locked. He can't find his keys because he can't find his pants. He called this morning and Jim took a key to him, which he kept. Now we just have one key to his house. I'd better make copies.
It's getting bad. He's leaving for Texas on Thursday. I guess I'll have to help him pack.
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