Please forgive the flash back Friday if you will. Coming out of town this after noon, a song came on the radio, The Weight.
And I looked in the rear view mirror and there was a dark haired young man, hair cut high and tight, with more fat in his cheese burgher than on his frame.
And the water bottle in the center arm rest was a 4 speed pistol grip shifter, and the sound of a big block mopar rumbling in the back ground. Life was good and times happy.
The song played, and the girls and fun and stupid things he did flashed back ,and for a short second in time, there was a 168 pound brash young man facing the world, his war behind him, and new battles to win ahead.
The song ended, and 55 years flashed by, to an old man in a battered pick up.
Life is funny sometime, the mind is a wonderful and fearsome thing.
Enjoy your weekend and stay safe
And I looked in the rear view mirror and there was a dark haired young man, hair cut high and tight, with more fat in his cheese burgher than on his frame.
And the water bottle in the center arm rest was a 4 speed pistol grip shifter, and the sound of a big block mopar rumbling in the back ground. Life was good and times happy.
The song played, and the girls and fun and stupid things he did flashed back ,and for a short second in time, there was a 168 pound brash young man facing the world, his war behind him, and new battles to win ahead.
The song ended, and 55 years flashed by, to an old man in a battered pick up.
Life is funny sometime, the mind is a wonderful and fearsome thing.
Enjoy your weekend and stay safe