Graduation day at preschool ended with a trip home on the Green Machine because Grandma left early and took the car. I got there solo, but had a hunch I'd need kid helmets.
At 16, I considered fast food to be food. At 42, I consider fast food to be fast. At 16 I had no use for a bicycle. At 41 I'm finding fewer uses for my car every day.
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Hey, there you are. Miss seeing your words o' wisdom.
That is a Family Truckster if I have ever seen one!!
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