Oh the emotion...

[mare71]

The older brother of a childhood friend of mine contacted me on Facebook, his family had lived across the street from me, anyways he had a kind recollection of my Dad:

Hello Mary Kate! I remember you as a little girl-as vividly as yesterday! I can remember how your mom would often have you in pigtails.
I had heard that your dad passed a few years

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[joyeous]

What a kind thing for him to share that story with you, out of the blue like that. Sometimes people know just the right things to say in a certain situation. And sounds like your father knew just the right thing to do in that situation.

[mare71]

Yeah, it was nice. Actually it's funny, my father always fixed things around the house, even if they seemed inconspicuous. After he died I had this chair in my room that suddenly had a leg that kept falling off, every time I picked it up to move it the damn leg kept falling off. Then one day, maybe a few months after my Dad had passed, it was not falling off, in fact it seemed like it had been glued back in. I asked around, family and such, and no one had fixed it.

Not sure what happened ;-0