Dad and Memories

Well we had the Auction yesterday to sell Dad's tools and farm equipment that Mom has no use for. There was a large crowd and over 300 bidders. The best part of it was how much support Mom had. She had several close friends come out to be there for her during the Auction. It was a tough day watching Dad's things switch hands and drive off. In the end it needed done so now she can retire! YEHAW! I am glad that she is going to retire. She was off again today so that people could come and get their stuff since some bought more than they thought they would. So she joined us for lunch. It wasn't much but I sure enjoyed having her over for lunch. I am really looking forward to Christmas break now cause we can do some baking together and maybe some craft projects too. We are very thankful for how over the last year and a half the Lord has provided and got everything lined out for this very result of her retiring. I nearly forgot! I was going to talk about a few things that were in the Auction. One being this stool thing that I often played "airplane" on. It was the landing strip for my belly when I was about Rowdy's age or maybe even younger. It had been used a good many years in the shop. I had forgotten about it till things were getting drug out into the drive way in preparation for the sale. Yes, I sat on it no I didn't "land" on it though. LOL!!! That would have been a sight! Dad's truck also sold. They bought the truck brand new in 2001 and it was always Dad's truck. I couldn't even ride in the silly truck without crying like a baby. It was hard to watch it go but as I sat on the porch the memories flooded me of right after Rowdy was born Dad came down while I was still on leave and we went to Lincoln to Burger Land to eat lunch. So we ate lunch and Dad asked if I needed to head home then. I said No, I had been cooped up so no big deal for me to be out longer. It was a good relief for baby blues. So we proceeded down a dirt road which turned to another dirt road and so on and so forth. Before I know it we are bouncing down what appears to be a creek. Yup, a dried up creek bed! It was so much fun! We laughed and laughed and I couldn't have found the way outta there to save my life since I think North is always in front of me! HA! Dad however was able to find our way out of there with just a few turns in the right direction. After that day we laughed saying that we would never be able to find that creek bed again. We didn't look for it but I'd give anything to go with him and look for it with Rowdy and Paisley in the truck with us. I hope that whomever bought the truck creates some great memories with their daughter like Dad did. Well now that I am crying I guess I'll go mop the tears and start dinner.