As winter has given way to spring, I have been reminded of old things and of new beginnings. One old thing that has been on my mind of late is my father’s blue 1996-model F-150, which he dubbed ‘Old Blue.’ How he enjoyed his drives with his wheaten terrier, Tilly, by his side! Eventually, when Dad was no longer able to drive Old Blue, he sold his possession to me. I took Old Blue to get a paint job, and shortly afterward Dad and I took the photograph pictured in the header of this newsletter. Father, son, and Old Blue were reunited.
It is a special thing to be trusted with another person’s prized possession. In a way, I feel that I am not only taking care of Old Blue for me - I am also taking care of it for Dad. Now, just like him, I go for drives in the neighborhood with my English bull terrier, Jack, sitting beside me. There are so many memories associated with Old Blue, like driving with my son and daughter to grab an early morning breakfast, or that time when my daughter jumped into the back of the truck while I chased off some wild javelina that had been on a rampage in our neighborhood. What a time that was! And I look forward to making even more memories in the days to come.
We must cherish the time that is given to us.