No special sauce on this BIG MACK!

Now Cindy and I have had that dreaded phone call from both daughters. The one no one wants to get. The call with tears that they were in an accident but thank God they are okay. It happened to Laura and her room mate Rachel on their way back from Franklin. They were in the fast lane but slowing for an accident that had just happened and after passing it, a huge Mack Truck (without a load, fortunately) didn't pay attention and started accelerating and Laura saw him coming, and just held on, hoping not to hit the car in front of her. She didn't, but "Bubba", that's the name of her dear little light blue 1991 Dodge Spirit, has seen the day. Bubba just couldn't hold up much a fight against a mighty Mack. The driver said he pushed them quite a ways and thanked God he didn't have a load which would have made it so much worse on them. They were pretty shaken, and their laundry baskets and stuff in the trunk was pre-pressed for them but we are just so thankful they are both okay. Both girls have been in similar accidents where they were so close to being killed. I thank God, it just wasn't meant to be. Now "Bubba" joins "Fun Hog" in sheet metal heaven, probably right up there next to the Bat Mobile.

The past couple of days have been good for me. Very active for a change and cold of course, but I love being out in it. Pain has diminished somewhat significantly in eating and I hesitate to get false hopes. But HOPE is what I have so therefore by gosh, I can't help but feel that something good is going on inside. My stamina is better too. I am looking into finding some part time work that I can focus on a couple days a week. Something simple, with people that I can just get more active again.

I also want to share this beautiful picture of Lisa Ayabe, WWHS in 2003. She is dressed for "Seijin shik", a special celebration for 20 year olds. She is in college in Canada but went home over the winter holidays to Japan. She is just a delightful young lady and doing so well.

This is a big weekend for us, since Laura is home and Steve and Amy Bright the kids too. So Grandpa will have his hands full but love every minute of it. This whole situation has also made me look at my own children and especially my grand children and really see them for who they are, how special they are, and the miracle of who they are. It's easier to understand that they are our legacy. They are who will keep PappaCou's memory being laughed about. As I would say to Carrie, making sure that "DAD, the Man, the Myth, the Legend" is always a story told.

Well the Lemon Lime Popsicle is gone, my prayers of thanksgiving said, and the body is ready for sleep, so I will end as I usually do, reminding all of you how much you are loved. God Bless you all, for He sure has blessed us tonight!