Ties That Bind

My Dad was a stickler for always using the twisty on the bread loaf. Many a stern discussions were had due to my leaving a homeless twisty on the counter. I complied, sort of, as any child does, testing the limits of a fathers instruction. Let's face it, they are really hard to see when you set them on the counter. It's like they have a built in cloaking device when you take them off the bread.

I continued my twist and fold method of securing the bread bag until I got sober. A highlight of clear headedness is that most of my childhood instruction remained imbedded in my subconcious. It's the small ritual of change, the easy habits that keep us on the proper path. Not bucking the system that's been proven since sliced bread.