Wednesday, May 28, 2014
On the day that my dad passed away, I was searching for that quintessential father-son moment to share. As I was sitting on our front porch that night starring at a rather large hunk of Detroit steel sitting in my driveway, I started thinking about the day he took me to buy my first car right after my 18th birthday, a 1972 Camaro. I also thought about the last time we bought a car together before I got married, a Toyota 4x4 truck, and all the other cars and trucks we bought together in between. We both really love car shopping. Even after that, whenever I bought a new car the very first person I wanted to show it to was him, and he always wanted the first ride. Last February the Saturday before my birthday I went looking for a new car for him and found a gorgeous GMC Acadia. I drove it over to my parents' house to show it to him. He absolutely loved it. So 2 days before my 50th birthday my Dad and I bought our last car together. It was a very special day, so special that the very next day, I took CJ to by her a new car. I couldn't imagine a better way to celebrate my birthday than car shopping with 2 of the most important people in my life.
