Gosh, what to say, what to say.....
Was thinking about my Father today as I was driving. I saw a car that was readying to pull out of the post office driveway, I let the man go and he tipped his hat to me. I thought about how that so seldom happens anymore, how it is something from an almost gone generation. Then I thought of my Dad who is gone. How I used to get rides from him as a kid and young adult. About how oddly comforting it was to watch him drive as he was never so sure of himself and calm as then. I see older gentleman and they remind me of my Father and then I am sad.