After Mom passed, I spent a lot of time traveling up and down the highway to visit Dad. It made him nervous thinking of me alone on the road. I insisted that it was fine, but he gave me this piece of pipe to keep handy, just in case. He's passed now, but I still keep it handy. Every time I see it, I can feel his hand on my shoulder, reminding me to be cautious and aware of my surroundings.
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