It’s really not fair to take Grampa Geezer along when you are out looking at used cars. The Mitsubishi was great….but Grampa found welds on the frame. The Exploder was great, but it got terrible mileage.
Grampa brought his computer with him, and the two of them perused more SUV’s in the Auto Trader. Grampa found a Saturn Vue….just perfect for Aaron with the small 4 calendar engine and a five speed. He’s gotten a lot better at stick shifts since he joined the military. He took us to lunch, and we headed for a brief break and the museum.
Sitting by the dock on the bay book and camera in hand. Idylic. Photo: Geezer.
Driving up through the busy downtown streets toward the park.
There we were with silkies, double warm pants, double socks, (mine tripled), two shirts and a vest, all topped by warm coats, hats and gloves. I thought I wouldn’t need the bottom silk layers. My thighs were chilly as I welcomed folks to the museum and asked them to leave their bottles, foodstuffs, light sabers, and other necessities at the table. I’d guard them with my life, I told them. Once they laughed, they put their things down. The Geezer was toasty in back with the motorcycles.
“You always have a camera, gramma,” Aaron said.
Trying to explain why, it suddenly dawned on me why I always have a camera in my hand. I don’t forget my life when I take pictures of it.