My son got a sled today from Santa at the Volunteer Fire Department's Christmas party. In his excitement to take the tag off the hand hold, he ripped the sled. Tonight he comes into my office and says, "Daddy, I fixed it." I look up and see him holding his new sled with his first repair job performed with duct tape. It seems it was instinctive for him to know duct tape is the number one tool in a redneck's repair box. I am so proud! I think I might cry!