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By Darnell Garrett | Political Correspondent
HARBESON, DE — In a landmark victory for dads everywhere, local father Ken Sturbridge, 56, finally proved the value of the giant cardboard box of random cables he has refused to throw away since 2001.
The moment came Saturday afternoon, when Ken’s 19-year-old daughter, Aubrey, burst into the living room holding a sliding keyboard texting phone she bought for $3 at an antiques auction, calling it “vintage tech chic.”
“It’s adorable,” she said, flipping the keyboard open with a satisfying clack. “Can you imagine people used this? It’s practically a fossil. I’m gonna use it as a paperweight for my desk…but anyway, do you know how to charge it? It didn’t come with anything.”
Witnesses say Ken froze — eyes narrowing, nostrils flaring — as decades of mockery, insults, and thinly veiled contempt for his “stupid box of old wires” played in his mind like a PTSD montage.
Then, without speaking, he rose.
Marching past his wife (who reportedly muttered, “Oh God, here we go”), Ken descended into the basement, where the legendary cable box lived: a sagging cardboard graveyard of every connector known to mankind, including several that experts believe may have been used in the construction of the Hubble Telescope.
After 14 minutes of rustling, three sneezes, and one loud crash, Ken emerged — holding the exact charger needed for the absurd relic of a phone.
Aubrey stared, jaws dropped.
“Dad… how did you… why did you even have that?”
Ken, glowing brighter than a freshly installed LED bulb, simply whispered:
> “Because you never know."
Family sources say he then plugged the phone in using the ancient cable, waited for the screen to flicker to life, and stood silently while everyone in the room reevaluated their entire understanding of him.
“It’s the happiest I’ve seen him in years,” said Ken’s wife, Susan. “He’s been walking around all day like he won the Super Bowl.”
Witnesses confirm that after the successful charge, Ken returned the cable to the box — “for next time” — and has informed the entire household that he will be accepting formal apologies between the hours of 3 p.m. and 5 p.m. for the rest of the week.
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