Dad Was A Moody Guy
And broody too. He always seemed to be waking up, going to sleep, thinking, driving the Caddy, drinking, or getting over a hangover. In between all of those things he…
My Father Loved To Take Long Rides In The Car
It was freedom to him, to be in the car, to be behind the wheel. It was probably the only place in the world where he felt in control. Where…