Memory Monday

Personally I liked the home we had at first in Moses Lake. Actually it was the first home we tried to buy. Every home we tried to buy we lost money on.
1. I loved the great big picture window in the front room.
2. I loved the fact that we could garden there, even if we never got a big harvest, we were just learning.
3. I loved the fact that I worked harder there to be a good father than anywhere else. Seems I was always too busy earning money everywhere else.
a. I spent time talking to my children.
b. I would go on dates with my girls.
4. I loved living about a block from the church.
5. I loved the activities I was involved in.
6. I loved riding my bicycle to work. Going home was a little harder because of the hill but it kept me in shape.

Happy birthday Ciria

I always thought you had a special thing for other people’s birthdays. First you were born on my youngest brothers birthday. Now that was quite a coincidence, and then you went on to have a second baby girl on my older sister’s birthday and as near as possible you gave her my name. No complaints here though. And then you went on and had another little girl on my birthday. Are you trying to keep up with my mother? If so you still have quite a way to go, ls see there is 4/28, 3/9, 12/11, 2/4, & 10/2. I hope you and Adam are up to the task if that is your goal. LOL

Anyway I wish you a very Happy Birthday Ciria Joy.

First driving experience

Once upon a time many many many years ago I was a 14-year-old boy working for my father and as he needed some parts to fix the machinery he was working on. As he didn’t think he had the time to go for these parts he asked me to go for him. As a new driver I thought I needed to be in a real hurry and get back as quickly as possible. Unfortunately I have never gotten over this idea that I had to be in a hurry. Our car at that time was a 1960 green AMC Nash Rambler station wagon. The only difference between this car and the one I drove back then was the top wasn’t white so I have no idea where I got the idea that I was in an “Indy 500” race but I have never slowed down since. Between leaving the potato shed where my father was and getting to the parts store and then getting back to the potato shed again I was stopped by the local police and given a ticket for driving without a license and they took me back to my father I don’t think I ever took driver education classes until after I was stopped for driving 120+ MPH in a 65 MPH zone. This was several years later.