Ok, so I wasn't going to put this posting in, but I just can't resist. The day that dad arrived, we had said goodnight and were heading off to bed. Then we hear my dad talking from inside the hall bathroom. The lock was jammed. It turns out the door knob was bad and the pin opening the door was either broken or missing all together. We put the new knob on, but didn't bother to check to make sure that it worked. Oh the fun times. Yes, we were able to get the door open and we moved a door knob from another door in the house to use on that door.
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