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Tim's dad couldn't work a telephone answering machine. It constantlyfreaked him out that a woman was answering his phone. Honest. No kidding. I bought him a new machine twice or more a year because hewould wreck them.
Then he got satellite TV, and that 60 mile round trip visit became nearly a daily commute. He lived in tim's broher's garage apartment, but would not quit his tantrum until I plugged/unplugged and restarted whatever he had done with the remote.
I miss him. He and I were best buddies for many years.
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