Garage Door Went BOOM!!!

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    Oct 02, 2012 11:55 PM GMT
    So last night the most shocking thing happened. I was going through mail after a long day at work when all of a sudden I heard a LOUD BOOM!!! My partner ran in and said the spring on the garage door suddenly exploded. Luckily nothing was damaged but the garage door opener could no longer open the garage door. We tried to open the garage door but it is an old wood garage door and we couldn't open it. Both of our everyday cars were stuck in the garage. I was thinking how much the situation sucked because I just got back from vacation and had all this work waiting for me at work and really didn't want to take a day off but my car was stuck in the garage with no way to get it out.

    But my partner stayed home today so the garage could be dealt with and my dad let me use his car so I could go to work. It occurred to me how lucky I am. I have people in my life who give so generously of themselves. I told my partner how much I appreciate him and all he does for me. I also told my dad.

    Anyhow,I just thought it would be nice to share and see if any RJ guys want to give a shout out to those who you appreciate.
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    Oct 03, 2012 12:21 AM GMT
    Having a network of family & friends is more important that we realize. We aren't all the John Wayne rugged individualists we Americans all imagine ourselves to be.

    We are social creatures, and we all help each other. The idea that we live totally independent of anyone else is a load of crap the right wingers spew.

    BTW, regarding the garage door, that once happened to my ex-BF's sister. I got called over to fix it (I'm butcher than a lesbian). I rehung it and put a new pane of glass in the door as well, which had gotten broken when it collapsed because the spring let go.

    Truth is, we gays are more competent than even we give ourselves credit for. Of course your partner tackled the problem. DUH! We are still men, and I'll match a gay man against a straight man any day.

    I spent 25 years in the Army, and I've seen many men & women handle crises. And I'd rather have a gay man in a crisis than a straight man any day. We are tougher than we realize, and smarter, more resilient, and calmer than our screaming queen stereotype.

    Your partner was just doing what most gay men do: being competent under pressure. You are correct to appreciate that, but don't think you don't have some of it in yourself.
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    Oct 03, 2012 1:11 AM GMT
    ART_DECO saidHaving a network of family & friends is more important that we realize. We aren't all the John Wayne rugged individualists we Americans all imagine ourselves to be.

    We are social creatures, and we all help each other. The idea that we live totally independent of anyone else is a load of crap the right wingers spew.
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    That's it, politicize and stretch everything to no end. The right always talks about family and friends helping one another. It's washing money through wasteful government to help the lazy that is discouraged. You must be quite angry to say something like that.
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    Oct 03, 2012 1:27 AM GMT
    Damn! I didn't mean to start a political thread or a decisive thread...just one where we could share feel good accounts of those we appreciate! icon_cool.gif
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    Oct 04, 2012 2:15 AM GMT
    I had an amazing new neighbor right next door when I bought my first house in my early 20's. After living there about a month, one morning one whole side of the front lawn was flooded. Turns out it was the fresh water line coming from the street. I'd practically exhausted all my savings for the 20% down payment on the house. This little emergency was going to cost a few thousand dollars I didn't have at the time. The amazing 50-something guy next door said, "We could dig a 3 foot deep trench - a foot wide from the house to the street this coming weekend. I'll help you. Then I'll show you how to replace the pipe. Let's get to work."

    I was amazed at his generosity. I stayed in touch for the rest of his life and continued to find cool things to do for him. Who else has a neighbor like this? That was sweaty, miserable work and he really stepped up to help. This has been almost 30 years ago, and I'm never going to forget this amazing neighbor.
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    Oct 04, 2012 2:21 AM GMT
    My dad is always great about helping me out with general repairs - he likes that kind of stuff, and he mows my lawn because of my allergies.


    He doesn't let me pay him for mowing, but I try to even it out in other ways.


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    Oct 05, 2012 1:34 AM GMT
    Jockbod48 saidI had an amazing new neighbor right next door when I bought my first house in my early 20's. After living there about a month, one morning one whole side of the front lawn was flooded. Turns out it was the fresh water line coming from the street. I'd practically exhausted all my savings for the 20% down payment on the house. This little emergency was going to cost a few thousand dollars I didn't have at the time. The amazing 50-something guy next door said, "We could dig a 3 foot deep trench - a foot wide from the house to the street this coming weekend. I'll help you. Then I'll show you how to replace the pipe. Let's get to work."

    I was amazed at his generosity. I stayed in touch for the rest of his life and continued to find cool things to do for him. Who else has a neighbor like this? That was sweaty, miserable work and he really stepped up to help. This has been almost 30 years ago, and I'm never going to forget this amazing neighbor.


    Living next to a bad neighbor can be pure hell but good neighbors are worth their weight in gold. We have both! It's great to have those good neighbors where you enjoy helping each other out. Helping one another with things like moving a heavy piece of glass or laying sod can be a great bonding experience.
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    Oct 05, 2012 1:36 AM GMT
    ConQuest saidMy dad is always great about helping me out with general repairs - he likes that kind of stuff, and he mows my lawn because of my allergies.


    He doesn't let me pay him for mowing, but I try to even it out in other ways.




    My dad would help me with that kind of stuff too when he was in better health. No that he's older it makes me feel good to be able to help by doing things for him, like getting at things that require standing on a ladder and the like.
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    Oct 05, 2012 1:38 AM GMT
    ...and this is why I love your attitude!
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    Oct 05, 2012 2:04 AM GMT
    sashaman saidMy dad would help me with that kind of stuff too when he was in better health. No that he's older it makes me feel good to be able to help by doing things for him, like getting at things that require standing on a ladder and the like.

    I was pleased to help my parents as they got older, but I was away in the Army and couldn't see them very often. So I sent them things I thought would be useful, and bought their cars and appliances for them, a confusing task that challenged them in their later years.

    But oddly, the one thing I remember is something very simple & basic, from my Father's last year when he was 85, my Mother already passed away. It was 1996, and he said to me: "Bob, what's this w-w-w and dot-com stuff I'm hearing everywhere? Is that something I should know about?"

    So I sat him down at a computer, and explained that a www URL was just like a phone number, in a textual form that a computer can understand. Except you see images instead of just hearing sound. And the dot-com, dot-org, dot-gov and so forth is like an area code, only it comes at the end.

    "Oh, is that all it is?" he said. "I thought it was something complicated."

    I stepped outside the room for moment, so he couldn't see me crying. It was the first time I had ever "taught" my Father how to do anything, a very intelligent man, reversing the roles we had always had between us. It's good to grow up, but sometimes it also breaks your heart, when you find yourself leading your parents by the hand.