Anything With Wheels

In one of the earliest pictures I have of Grandpa and I, it shows just how he took interest in things that interested his loved ones. For me, it was anything with wheels. At this age in my life it was my bike. In the years that followed, I distinctly recall an adventurous trip with him from Colorado to California crossing the Continental divide. With Grandpa confidentially behind the wheel, I felt safe and secured as he navigated us through the Rocky Mountains on dirt roads with shear drop-offs. Later, I was fortunate enough to accompany him and Uncle Danny in Grandpa's semi-truck on a trip from Arkansas to California. I know it was trips like this that today, inspire my adventurous spirit and genuine interest in the back-roads of our beautiful country.