There's nothing like your father sharing his experience from a 13 car pile up where 3 people died in the 1980s. And he flew through the windshield. And saw children fly through their windshields. And he'd yell, "Stop!" to the oncoming cars who could not see that there was a pile-up ahead due to the fog.
All over a nice Sunday morning breakfast at Strawn's.
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