Easter was, as it should be: a day of celebration. Perhaps the highlight of an already great day was the arrival of the Foster Family Jeep. What it is: a 1945 Willys Jeep that left government service to be abused further by the - then young - Foster Family. It is being restored by my cousin, who is a talented mechanic - it now has a Nissan engine. When it rolled up, the stories came out: hunting stories, getting stuck, rolling it, getting arrested and going to jail in it (that would be my mom!): to hear the stories and to see the joy brought by this old thing was truly wonderful. Oh, and its really cool! Some families have heirloom furniture and pictures, we have a jeep.
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April 9th, 2007 at 10:27 pm
Oh Ha Ha! Leave the skeletons where they belong my young son. Some day you may have one or two that would like to come out and haunt you! mom