neighborhood church, tacoma wa, 1985?

My dad's theater career began and ended one evening in a church play. He was supposed to be helping carry the Ark of the Covenant.
He tumbled.
He showed the whole church his tighty whiteys.
He hasn't been onstage since.

This memory is never repeated in my house without someone gasping for air from laughing too hard. I don't remember this event personally, but it is more clear in my mind than what I did this morning.