My father manufactures rugs. He’s owned and run the business for forty years. He took over the position from his father, who inherited it from his father.

My dad called me into his office and said, “Brooks, I’m ready to hand over the reigns of my carpet kingdom to you.”

I said, “Thanks, Dad, that’s very generous, but I decline.”

My dad said, “Are you kidding me?”

I said, “No, I’d prefer you have someone else do it.”

My dad said, “But carpet’s are synonymous with the Palmer moniker.”

I said, “Dad, the nature of life is change, nothing remains the same.’

My dad said, “How dare you bring philosophy into this!”

I walked out of his office. I got in my car and drove home. I laid down on my hardwood floor. I relaxed and thought about what’s next.

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