Sigh. Today, June 12th, marks the 34th year since my father and I drove across the Oregon state line to deposit me in my new life. I had decided to head west (from Maryland where I pretty much grew up) and finish college at the University of Oregon. He and I decided a road trip was in order and we spent 2 weeks touring some National Parks, mostly travelling off freeway on old state roads, staying in whatever handy motel was available when we drove into whatever town we landed in (let's see, which one do
you think is cheapest??) eating raunchy diner food and taking lots and lots of photos together. It was a pretty wonderful little adventure and since we were such great pals.... just really a lot of fun.
We drove my '64 Ford Galaxie which was already 10 years old and figured if it made it all the way, great! If not, we had the title with us, we'd packed light (shipped stuff ahead) and we could just sell her to a junk yard if she didn't have the guts to make it, then hop a train the rest of the way. But she made it....bandaids to fix windshield wipers, gum to stop up a little roof leak, changing a few re-tread tires along the way..... I kept her for 2 more years, actually, until I graduated from college.
Well, thanks for letting me share.
Just more wonderful memories with the greatest dad, ever.
Here's a blurry but favorite photo of mine......