I nearly missed it. Thirty seconds sooner or later and I would have. Customers rushing by had no idea they were missing a holy moment.
When Tom and I got married he was a draftsman for the power and light company. He wore polos or sport shirts and slacks. My dad was a facility administrator in civil service. Dress shirts and ties were his norm.
Then I heard someone say that Tom's dad was a blue collar worker. But whenever I saw Dad in his "work clothes" it was pocket tees and jeans. (No blue collar in sight, but secretly I thought a pair of angel wings were tucked inside his pocket tees.) All I knew was Dad was an excellent carpenter, making things right with his hands.
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