Last night, after an appointment in the northern part of the diocese, I stopped over at their place at the Lake to spend a bit of time with them. As I arrived, Dad had sledge in hand and was starting to whack at a few bricks. Well, a few bricks quickly turned into a whole wall down and piled in the trailer they brought along (with requisite flat tires!)
After a stressful week, it was nice to take a little frustration out on a poor, unsuspecting brick wall. Slept like a baby last night, but can hardly move today!
4 comments:
Your getting old, Fr. Kyle! ;) I'm just glad to hear that neither one of you got hurt in the process!!
Father swinging a sledge, now I can just picture that...
Glad to hear you haven't forgotten your good midwest Ohio genes. Wish I could have been there, too!
Sounds like someone needs to get in shape. ;-)
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