One time my dad visited in his ’66 GT convertible, and I took her for a ride in it. Or anyone to teach her anything about life, or anything. she didn’t have much of a parental figure. She started to light up, I got the sense that besides school. ![]() I started teaching her about tools, how to recognize which ones you need, what they can do on a car or around the house. I was glad to impart knowledge, I think everyone likes teaching a bit, especially something you’re passionate about. This part and that, why it needed to be done, what made it work. But after two or three months, she started being cheerful when she came over, always asking questions about what I was doing specifically. “Well, he’s working hard to provide for you, he’s working a tough job.” Whenever I see dad he’s always sleeping.” I’ve sat in the garage helping my pop since I was younger than you! I always wanted to be like him and so I’d sit and learn and eventually he let me help.” She’ll be much prettier when I’m done with her. “Well, this car is about 45 years older than the other one, its a classic. “Why are you working on that car when you have one that’s newer and works?” I still remember when she first asked about why I was working on the car: Well, she starts to come out of her shell after a while and it was a joy. I always made sure to be courteous, firm and try dad humor now and then. ![]() She’s quiet, usually reading books or watching the TV I brought out so she would be around me. Turns out they’re going through a divorce, the dad works the 3rd shift, the mom’s got a part-time gig, evening hours just aren’t good for em. I didn’t mind, but I said I’m really committed to working on this car, if you feel good enough to let her over here while I’m working on the car, not a problem. So about a year ago during the summer, the neighbors mom asked if I could look after their little girl Rachel, a quiet little girl who always seemed well-behaved. ![]() So often, I have the garage door open, and its to the front so pretty much everyone can see what I’m doing, people stop by, chat, say hello, its great, I always love to chat it up, especially older folks that are happy to see a young guy getting his hands dirty working hard on a classic. (A completely un-restored ’65 mustang that my dad got me for graduation, to take on now that I’m out in the world, that was a special moment). So I work your typical 8 to 4-5 schedule, and quite often I’m in the garage after work fixing up this old mustang I’ve been on for the last two years or so. He was all too happy to have me carry it on. It’s just me, I do well enough that my pop was glad to help put in to get a house and not an apartment because in my spare time I love tooling around on old cars, something we’ve done together since I was a kid. The Next Door Neighbor’s 8 Year old Girl Just Broke My Heart by Aaron Rodgers I’m a 24-year-old post-grad guy living in a small house in a low/middle-income neighborhood.
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