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when I was a kid my grandpa joked that he would get me my first set of wheels when I turned sixteen. the joke continued through most of my childhood and we even decided that the name of this new set of wheels would be jethro. when I turned sixteen last year I had already bought myself a car, so I was a little shocked when he told me my new set of wheels was in the garage, as promised. I walked out to the garage and found this beautifully painted wheelbarrow, named jethro. jethro now serves as an extremely comfortable reading chair, which I love so much because it makes me laugh so hard.
it’s the small, meaningless jokes that make me laugh the hardest and I’m so thankful that my grandpa knows how to make me do just that.