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by Lianne Stokes
He responded, “I grabbed onto an African-American man.”
When I asked if the man in question cared, he responded with, “Not my problem.”
I became upset and started ranting that he could have hurt a child. It was at this point that he regaled me with a story about how he was careening in a fetal position at 10 m.p.h. around a local lake. Through his blurred vision he spied a small blond girl in his path. She had on a lavender dress; her pigtails were bobbing up and down as she pranced alongside her mother. Fast and furious, my father barreled towards her. Unable to stop, he picked her up just seconds before both bodies were about to collide. He told me that they rode together for a while and when he was able to slow down he placed her on the grass.
“What did her mother say?” I asked.
He responded, “Not my problem.”
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1 Bryan Sheehan // Oct 27, 2008 at 10:55 pm
Ur dad is a legend, I remember seeing him in the middle of the night walking through the Bernhardts yard and sharing a drink with him.Great story. Don’t look back in anger.
2 bRUCE STOKES // Jun 23, 2008 at 9:02 pm
LIANNE,
NOT MY PROBLEM,DEAL WITH YOUR PROBLEMS
LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT. GO FOWARD AND
DON’TLOOK BACK. AND ENJOY YOUR LIFE.
DAD
3 Brandy // Jun 2, 2008 at 2:46 pm
This is hilarity hi-jinx! Love it.