Ahhh. . . the good ol' days. . . .

That's funny.

We had the old outdoor antenna, and my poor dad, despite the weather, would sometimes have to climb on the roof to manipulate it. . .then we had to set up a communications network with one in the living room, where the tv was, to another at the stairs to the upstairs bedroom shouting out through the window telling him how things were going.

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