Roommate Stories

I found myself telling Troy stories about my college roommate today. In particular, I was telling him about the time my roommate’s dog peed on his suitcase, because he thought it was my suitcase, and he was trying to let me know that I wasn’t welcome. It reminded me of all the times that my father would tell college roommate stories to me and my brother. We always loved those stories, and we loved hearing my father laughing at his own stories. I guess I’ve gotten the gift of story telling from my father, and now I’m passing it down to the next generation.