The phone rang early this morning...
The first call came from my little brother....a little late by his standards. He usually calls me at 3 in the morning on this day. It was late, already after 6AM...and I was awake! I'm gonna get him back for all the times he did call me at 3AM...'cause I'm gonna be at the house this Saturday and I'm gonna remind him what day it is starting about an hour after he goes to bed with additional reminders every hour on the hour!
About a half hour after my brother called...my pop called. He says to me...as I remember it, it was about this time that you started bothering me.
I said, As I read the story, it was around noon.
Oh yeah, he tells me, that's when you came, but you started a lot earlier. He said, I had been up all night, drinking and playing poker...I had a terrible hangover...tried to tell your mother it wasn't time...
I asked him...so, did you win?
He said...you know...I don't remember...but I must have...I got you didn't I?
One of the most awesome things my pop has ever said to me and if you knew him, you'd know this to be true!
Almost made me cry...big sissy!
I'm not telling you why I got all these phone calls...you're a smart enough bunch...you can figure it out.