Fifteen
years ago my brother and I took a road trip five hours away from home,
by ourselves to Pittsburgh, PA. In the middle of the night, an hour away
from our destination, my car broke down on the Interstate. We had to be
rescued by Chelsea, Angie, and Mitch.
EngineerBrother was so angry at me when at the concert I bought the same t-shirt that he did, but we made it to our first Bob Dylan concert together.
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