Stop in for a cup of coffee

My Dad had hip replacement surgery at about 42 years old? Right about 1970. The process was so new the hospital where the surgery was performed named the orthopedic wing after his surgeon. Apparently the surgeon was very innovative in the procedure. Dad went back to work on I 40 out in the desert as soon as he could barely get around. Since I had nothing better to do, I spent that entire summer in Needles, Ca being a 14 year old operating engineer apprentice :lol: . Whenever something had to be done to the ready-mix plant, I did it. Run the skip loader, that was me too. He told me one day "If you should happen to see a yellow single engine plane flying low over the job, take cover. That's Mr Yeager, my boss." His condition did improve greatly over the summer. I learned a bit of the freeway construction game. :D