So if someone other than your offspring sticks you in there....? Hehe, I still have the address ya know! I'd be more that delighted to hand it out on flyers for you!

It is wonderful to smile while reading something online for a change! :) Now a smile for you! Guess what I found today! Those cookies you brought up and we hid. :D

Well done as always Daddy! So many good quotes in here! Moves a little girl to tears don'tcha know!
Thank you for fighting for Ben and I all those years ago. And thank you for fighting in a different way for us and your precious grandson now! As his mother it means more to me than I could ever tell you! Love you dearly! Happy Veterans Day!

Pssst.... Treat yourself to a good dinner ya hear!? :)

Now Daddy, don't lie to the man. I offered to take you to Kennesaw Mountain and you had nothing but dread on your face!
Bryan I told him at least the Mountain gave a rewarding view at the top! Perhaps next time I can con him into it. :) And if you are free, since you live so close it might prove another chance for him to meet another Ricochet member. He is always up for that. :)

Well Daddy, I'm not sure he knows that I'm "younger generation" or not. His family might have told him later on about how old I looked. I guess I wasn't as clear as I could have been about the walking stick part. He was blind. His wife said that he had recently lost his sight to Diabetes. But I do hope that it made his heart smile anyway!

It is amazing what you can learn, or how you can touch someone just by taking the time to say thank you. Or notice their hat. After all, they gave a lot more, including years of their time, for you and everyone else!

So thank you to everyone who has, is, or will serve to keep us all safe.

And thank you Daddy for everything you accepted, turned down, and endured for us! I love you!

I spent the rest of my time there, between trying to get a couple bites of food, and chasing after Daniel, trying to figure out what to say to him. And I wasn't coming up with anything.

I held the door for them as they were leaving, and to my suprise the daughter stopped to ask me all the routine questions about Daniel. "How old is he? What's his favorite thing? ect..." By this point the Father was already in the car and ready to go. When we were joined by the Mother. I told them everything. How impressed I was by his decorations, and how deeply greatful I was for everything he had done.

They brought me over to the car where they opened his door and I got to tell him. Only when we were done talking and he reached out to close his door and go home did I notice his hands. Covered in raw, red spots and pleeling. Nothing was said, but the Wife and I exchanged looks, and I knew... I shook her hand as well, thanked her and her daughter for everything they have done for him, and we parted ways.

A couple of months ago Lee, the baby and I were having dinner at Golden Corral. While making my multiple trips to the "hot bar" for Daniel's food, I noticed a man sitting in the front of our section who had walking sticks. Thats really what caught my attention considering I almost tripped over one sticking out in the asile. On my way back with a plate I made a point to look at the people at the table, and I saw something I will never forget. He was joined buy his wife and daughter who promptly moved the walking stick on my way back through. Now I have seen a number of people who wear medals on their hats, and even you have a lot of them on there Daddy, but this man was covered! So much so, he even had a leather vest that continued on his collection. It too hardly had a blank spot on it! I had never seen someone with so many. And on the front of his hat it read, "Purple Heart Veteran."

Once of course! But then when your children have children, you get the pleasure of watching re-runs here and there. So I suppose it would depend on how many Grandchildren and even Great Grandchildren you wind up having. But if you are in a hurry to watch more re-runs, you need to be talking to Ben... I mentioned having another munchkin to Lee last night, and he just got really quiet. So if we do have another, it will be several years down the road! Either way, we are happy. We pretty much lucked out with Daniel, and we are wondering why we should chance it again?

For the record, you certainly hide being unnerved very well! Unlike "my seat" there are no finger nail marks on your side of the truck from trying to turn around in places that just don't work.

And I do love how you use such a device to tell us not to rely on them. Also remember that we all are relying on them to read what you write for us. Ironic isn't it?

Hope your offer still stands in a few years. As soon as your Grandson is out of diapers and we can work out him being taken care of, I want to go back on the road with you! It might be later rather than sooner, but that's ok. How many times does one get to watch their children grow up?

Do I dare comment on what memories this brings for me? Good ole Dave Carter, what on earth could I say about you? Well how about the first time I was on the road with you during Driver's Appreciation Week? You were very greatful that they had such a thing! And made a point of telling the entire O.C. about it that night. Oh and when were bought bananas at a truck stop, you weren't leaving without making a scene to show how much you wanted those bananas!

Memories on the road with you! Those are always the best. Although lately, it has been you great hearing, or lack there of. What I say and what you think you hear are so far from eachother, I can't help but laugh!

So what's the best thing about my dad? About trucking Dave Carter? His total honesty and his humor!

Love you Daddy!

In the begining, I would flip through the channels and hated seeing soccer games. One huge, and nearly empty field. No one ever seemed to get the ball where it was intented to go. But what caught my attention was the fact they couldn't use their hands. Bill McGurn said, "The most useful parts of the human body for handling a ball are your hands." And I certainly agree! So when the rules of soccer prevent one from using hands to make a goal, you must work harder. The scores never go very high because it is more of a challange. Making each goal you and your team make that much more exciting! The only thing I now regret is not playing soccer longer.

I still to this day hate watching the games, but would love to be back out on the field in the middle of one!