"I would not like nights so bright you could not see the stars." -- Akira Kurosawa

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I grew up in a family of Southern storytellers. Back in 2004, I started Whole Bean to continue the tradition in a new medium. Over the years, I've written about families and friends, peculiar situations, extended road trips, recalcitrant home appliances, and many things for which I'm truly grateful. I hope you enjoy your time here.
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I have overcome my fear of installing ceiling fans.  This may not sound like much to you, but in the twenty-two years that I've been a homeowner, only two tasks have truly daunted me to the point that I would not pursue them: 1) installing a garage door opener, and 2) installing a ceiling fan.  Having installed three rotating ceiling devices (I hesitate to call them by their real names) in the last two weeks, I feel that I have now been able to meet my problem head on and will not need further therapy.
 
Of course, the garage door opener is now starting to make a grinding noise.