Yesterday we were in a sweaty operation, moving our second
daughter to Toronto, into a three bedroom condo she is renting with friends.
Our U-Haul truck was full as was my car, and we had rented
the freight elevator for two hours to get all the stuff moved in. I had moved a
full shopping cart into the elevator at ground level; and was waiting for my
wife and daughter who were carrying a desk from the truck down the street.
I heard a loud conversation going on and it was my wife and
someone else. I had no idea who it was but they were both clearly struggling
with the desk but moving forward. It was a man’s voice, and when they came into
view I laughed, as my wife was on one end and Mike, a local character it seems,
rounded the bend. What Mike lacked in teeth he made up for in enthusiasm.
What he said was priceless, “I wouldn’t have offered to help
if I weren’t half in the bag!” He
smiled, waved and moved on into the sunset…..
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