When we got home from visiting Dad today, I grabbed the car key out of the ignition, the spare car key from the glove compartment (that's a Sam explanation as to why I now insist on always bringing another key . . . ) and the keys out of my pocket. The keys out of my pocket?!? Dad's KEYS! Micah and I had walked up town to get Dad's mail for him and I never gave him his keys back! Sam called him later and he has keys for his vehicles so he's good, but he won't be able to get his mail or go out to his wood shop until we get his keys shipped back to him . . .
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