As I mentioned on Moving Party - Part 2, I had some major car problems (car wouldn't start, leaking gas....that sort of thing). Whenever I have problems or questions about cars my first instinct is to call my dad, who is usually busy at work, but nonetheless, always has time for my questions.
In this specific instance, when I called my dad, I was in Ogden and he was in Provo, busily working, but he said he would come and help me anyway since he had to take my brother to Farmington (which is between Provo and Ogden).
Picture this: my dad drove 80 miles to help me get my car to work, and when we got to my car, it started on my first try. It almost felt like I did it on purpose, just to make him drive faraway (it was not on purpose). As always, my dad had a big smile on his face, just like on these pictures I posted.
I have the most wonderful dad!
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