You know you’re from Jupiter when your father constructs a replica of the Jupiter Lighthouse and displays it prominently in your front yard as the housing for the electric gate opener.
It’s not to scale and certainly not accurate, but when you drive down our street, you KNOW it’s the Jupiter Lighthouse.
It has an observation deck, just like the real lighthouse. However, ours looks slightly more hazardous.
The lighthouse keeper even has a little door to enter and exit through so that he can climb the stairs all the way to the top.
Of course, the structure would be incomplete without some living quarters for the lighthouse keeper.
You can’t tell this from a photograph but, when you open the gate, a light shines and blinks through the panes.
Sometimes I feel like the character Toula from the movie My Big Fat Greek Wedding.
“There are two kinds of people – people from Jupiter and everyone else who wish they were from Jupiter.”