After cleaning off my car and playing in the snow with my girls I was standing in my garage wishing for something good to drink. I looked around and found a 6-pack of IBC root beer bottles on a shelf and opened one up. It hit the spot perfectly. Jackie just told me that dad brought them over last Spring, and they have been sitting since.
I’d like to think that Dad reached down from heaven this afternoon with a cold root beer for me. Thanks Dad.