What color is my garage?

As always this has not been proofed for errors.

We grew up at the corner of 6^th and Putnam in Terre Haute. The house was built in the late 1800’s early 1900’s and still had the carriage house/ barn when my parents purchased it. My dad decided to have the barn torn down and a new modern garage built.

The new garage was state of the art with prefinished white aluminum siding. It was no maintenance aluminum siding designed to need no painting for a few decades.  The trim around the doors and windows was pre-primed wood. My dad decided to have one of my brothers paint the trim to match the paint on the house. My dad gave the task to Robin who passed the job off to Perry. Somewhere in the lines of communication between Pop, Robin and Perry the proper instructions did not get passed along.

About half way through the day, the day that the trim was to be painted my dad receives a phone call from Perry. Perry was requesting some additional paint to complete the job. Pop without thinking about it told Perry to go to the paint store and get another gallon.  Pop would call to make the arrangements then stop and pay for the paint later that day.

Pop said several minutes passed before he realized Perry was asking for more paint. Pop said he thought to himself there is no way Perry would need more than a gallon of paint for the trim. Puzzled by the request pop tried calling home to inquire more about the need for additional paint. Unable to reach anyone he decided to call one of our neighbors. When Mr. Brooks answered the phone pop ask him to look out his window and tell him what color the garage is. Mr. Brooks answered; “Bob, it is the prettiest shade of green I’ve ever seen.”