Written: 1-14-09 (First in a four- part series) Typed: 1-18-09
I woke up this morning after trying to get to sleep for 40 minutes last night. Rushing around today was never planned, and yet was to be expected anyway. We packed up the cars and were on our way before 10 a.m. After a safe and quick journey of nearly six hours up there, we arrived at 3:30 p.m. Almost at once the mechanics trio, my brothers and our friend, got out and talked shop for two hours. His mom and dad not back from work yet, the guys thought that it would be okay to go over to Jack-In-The-Box for a quick snack. After that, we had to share our compadre' with another party, but he assured us he would be right back. Meanwhile, his parents had returned, and cooked for us a really good meal consisting of a chicken base and vegetables. Well, our amigo didn't make it back in time for dinner after all, but there was more for us. His dad and mom ate too as we watched "Knight Rider," and talked for a long while. Then it was back to the computers as fast as their feet could take them; I, on the other hand, sat down to watch tv, scratch Buddy (their Boston Terrier) and finagle with my guitar. His dad, apart from his busy schedule, sat down with my guitar and played on it with the usual elegant, classical style that he displays every time he picks up the instrument.
No comments:
Post a Comment