By some stroke of luck, there were 2 Adams boys at the dinner table. Danny started staying at his home last night. Dirty will live in SLO in 5 days. It seemed like a worthy moment to share that I’d been revisiting some words I’d written in the past.
Years back I’d seen a book for sale about “blah blah number of things to be happy about.” That seemed silly. I have my own things about which to be happy. So I bought a blank book and started to write my things in it.
That book and I reunited the other day. There’s lots of gems in it. And yes, nearly every one still makes me smile.
As I sat there with my college graduate mechanic and my soon to be college entering vintner, I tell Danny, “it seems like you were destined for your path. There was one in the book where I was impressed (and frightened) that you were able to jump start a 4 wheeler at like 7”
Never wanting to be out done, Dirty says “I was running loaders when I was 6 and a half.”
“The only thing you run is your mouth” quips Dan.
“I run that shit too. Shut up bitch”
Norman Rockwell himself could not have created a scene as beautiful.
I don’t expect them to meet for coffee weekly as they go on into adulting. But, I hope they’ll grow into the kind of great men that know they can really count on each other in the toughest of times. But hopefully without the salty language.
Bifocals and Barbells 