As I mentioned when I wrote about my 360 review, I am not exactly skilled in the art of “avoiding saying things that won’t help.” I couldn’t give this example because I knew that my daughter was working on a blog post of her own to tell that story. She tells it better than I would. I hope you enjoy her post as much as I do,
Not Short on Mount Baker, Washington, 1998
In 1998, I traveled with my father to the beautiful state of Washington. We rented a car and put about 1,600 miles on it, visiting Seattle, Mount Rainier National Park, Olympic National Park, Mount Baker National Forest, Whidbey Island, Grand Coulee Dam and a quirky little Western town called Winthrop, which had good candy and ice cream and VHS rentals of great classic movies like “The Treasure of the Sierra Madre.” But I digress.
Amid these majestic settings, my Dad imparted to me many an important life lesson and one very hilariously unsuccessful compliment, the story of which he has finally authorized me to share. Allow me to introduce our characters:
A former resident of Seattle, motivated to show his 14-year-old daughter the natural wonders of his former home. He presents as
highly obsessively organized and armed with 25lbs of maps, itineraries and emergency supplies as this was his first…
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