One of my Dads favorite Saturday activities, was to go to Sears in Compton and buy tools, I always wanted to tag along, if for no other reason, just to ride in the back of his 65 Chevy pickup, (remember those days?) any way, I don't know if some of you will remember, Sears (I think most of them anyway) had a candy store and made fresh hot pop corn, right in the middle of the store. I had wandered off to another section of the tool department than my Dad was in, when I heard (and smelled) the pop corn machine start to boil over, Quick! where's Dad?! I go running down the middle of the store looking down the isles looking for dad, there he is, I'd know those Khaki pant's anywhere! So I run down the Isle, and grab him around his leg (I was only 6!) and start begging for pop corn money. Now remember I wasn't looking up at him, I was focused on the candy counter! when around the corner, wearing Khaki pants, walks,
My Dad!
With this BIG Shit eating grin on his face
And all of a sudden, a feeling of total panic comes over me! Who's leg am I wrapped around?! Time to run! DAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!! Well I thought the guy I grabbed the first time was going to fall down laughing, and I don't know who enjoyed it more, the guy or my Dad! Oh well I got pop corn, I was happy!