My mom and dad were almost always together. I had not recalled my parents every taking separate trips. But this one time, my mom did go visit a friend in DC without my dad.
Mom left my dad to care for all of us; four kids.
I loved the outdoors. One day I went outside to feed the squirrels. We had named two of squirrels that seem to come around frequently - Rice Krispies and Peanuts. They both would come up to us. Rice Krispies was very mild and would gently eat the rice krispies off of our palms. Peanuts was a bit more aggressive so we would need to toss the food for him.
On this particular day, I got confused and thought Peanuts was Rice Krispies. I was so wrong and Peanuts bit one of my fingers. It hurt and I ran into the house screaming.
My dad called for everyone to gather around because we were going to the doctor. My older brother jumped from the top of the split level towards the living room. He was in his socks and he got a huge splinter stuck in his foot. Now my dad had two kids to take to the doctor for medical attention.
Everyone got ready and headed towards the car. My dad got in. My older brother and I got in the car but.......while my younger brother was getting in the car his fingers got smashed in the car door. Yipes! Now there were three of us needing to see the doctor.
When we got to the doctor's office, my father explained what happened to each of us. The nurse replied "Your wife must be out of town." How did she know.
After that, it was more than 25 years before my mom left town without my dad.
So, this was not just another squirrelly story.
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