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Only once did my Dad forget
to pick me up when young
while I finished my
job at the grocery store,
and since I didn't have
a phone walked the
10 miles in the heat
with my thoughts all
alone on the pavement
till I reached my destination,
then another time
we were visiting some
relatives in Ohio,
and as I stood there
in the street, my Dad all
of a sudden pulled up and
rolled down his car window,
and said I'm sorry Cheryl
but were driving into town
and theres no room anywhere,
so I said I understood,
didn't want to be rude
as he drove away with 
the rest of my cousins
and my family, (do I
hear violins in the background?)
and while growing up at
home with my rather large clan,
had 4 other siblings
that I had to share the
bathroom with,
it was kind of like
an episode of knocking
on the door and saying
you had to go pee real bad,
sometimes I admit with
a bit of exaggeration,
being in the middle
didn't want to quibble,
so kind of enjoyed
being by myself at home
so I could watch my show
on t.v. and raid the
fridge for a nibble,
thats why when that
did occur which was
pretty rare felt sort of
like Kevin in "Home Alone,"
I'd say we were a bit of
like 2 sitcoms mixed up
which were the Brady Bunch
and All in the Family,
with all of us scrambling
around to see who would
get to the bathroom first
as soon as we woke up
in the morning rush insanity.

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