Dad vs. The Squeaky Door — The Never-Ending Battle

If you think superheroes fight villains,let me tell you about my dad —who spent 15 years battling our living room door. 🚪🛠️

It all started with a small squeak.A harmless little noise.But to Dad, it was a personal challenge.He grabbed his toolbox and declared,"No door defies me under my roof!"

What followed was legendary.Every Sunday afternoon,you’d find Dad oiling hinges,tightening screws,and testing the door like a scientist.

Squeak-squeak.He’d frown.Oil-oil.Test again.Squeak-squeak.Frustration. 😂

At one point, he even considered replacing the entire doorbut said,"No. That’s letting it win."

After a decade and a half,the squeak… never really went away.But one day, Dad simply smiled and said,"Son, some battles aren’t meant to be won — they’re just meant to keep you busy and humble."

To this day, whenever I hear a squeaky door,I grin —because that sound always reminds me of Dad’s stubborn love and tireless patience. ❤️🚪