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tuesday nightstuesday nights were the nights dad wentout with the boys in the builders tee club and it was just the girls at home. i remember a story of when mom and dad were younger and dad would come home late on tuesdays, drunk, and one time mom decided to scotch tape the front door lock, and dad tried and tried to use his key but just couldn’t get in the front door. well for me tuesday nights were spaghetti nights, because dad hated spaghetti but we loved it. there was no meat in it, i could hear him saying. but when i was younger, i remember thinking that my favorite day of the week was not saturday or sunday, free from school, but tuesday, when he had spaghetti or elbow noodles in a milk and butter sauce and it was the girl’s night together.
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