Ten years ago this morning, I was in a car accident that was so minor it warranted only a paragraph, and one of my big complaints was that my fingernail had been bent back.
Of course, that was the accident that busted up my right hip, led to surgery, countless cortisone shots, daily pain of one degree or another, and a lawsuit that shorted me (seeing as its seven years since it was settled and I'm still in pain).
But as I wrote then, it could have been worse.
Later that evening, in a snowstorm, Team Slap and attended the 40th birthday party for Lisa's stepsisters husband Dan, held at Classic Lanes on Howell Ave. We sat with Lisa's stepmom Louise (and probably drove her to and from - I don't recall).
What I remember most about that party was the awe and incredulity on the faces of my kids as they watched a roomful of adults - minus me - dance to the DJ. There haven't been many weddings in our family in recent years, and that was the first real time they saw grown-ups break loose.
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