My dad’s old house was infamous for BBQ gatherings. Friends and family would come over on certain holidays for some good wholesome fun. Shoot, it didn’t even have to be a holiday; sometimes we just powered up the grill for the heck of it and waited to see who showed up. Since moving in with my mom we haven’t had any type of get together mirroring that, so the only logical course of action was to bring back some of that old house soul. Yup, cookout with the Adkins ya’ll!
I was so excited to get things rolling — well, until I realized I actually had to help setup and stuff. The most daunting task was attempting to clean out the pool house, a pool house that I don’t recall ever being used by anyone. I figured some type of weird fungus, like species had been festering in there. And, of course, my pessimism was proven correct. Well not to its supernatural extent but close enough. We found a huge snake just chilling in the pool house! This was a moment to man up and handle the situation. Some may have said I punked out in that little debacle. I, on the other hand like to remember it the way that makes me look the most cool. That being said, my dad and I were about to get the situation under control — Adkins men 1, legless lizards 0.
Terrifying snakes aside, getting my dad’s sign back was the most fulfilling part of the day. Through special covert operation, like techniques, and some help from my friend Ryan, I was able to retrieve the last memorabilia from the old house. Witnessing his reaction when we revealed it was a special moment because my dad has done so much for me in my life that it was gratifying to be able to give something back. I think it’s safe to say things are starting to come together as we continue to adjust to living under the same roof.