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Stonechevy Rocks! Aug 5, 2005
Well, it’s been awhile since my last post, and as you can see, this time of the year lots of us GRMers are on the road nearly constantly. Fortunately, my travels have taken me back home to Illinois frequently this summer. It’s always nice to mix work and pleasure. The last trip up north was for the VTR (Vintage Triumph Register) up in Rockford IL. I have now developed a crush on a late model Spitfire. Thanks Gary Hunter….now there’s one more car I need to add to my list! If you don’t know Rockford, don’t feel bad, most folks don’t. It is however the home town and current home of Cheap Trick! The Rockford area also claims Danica Patrick as their own. (she grew up in nearby Rosco IL) Some of my very best friends have settled in Rockford or Stonechevy as they call it, attracted to the low cost of living, close proximity to Chicago, and general honest midwest living. Tim and I stayed at my buddy Luke Symond’s house, and Luke was nice enough to get a fresh keg for his kegorator for us! Thanks Luke! Although you really should keep your pants on in public places. I also found out that Hertz won’t rent you a car if you have had 3 or more moving violations in the last 3 years! Don’t ask how I know, but it’s a good thing Tim was there, and his record is deemed acceptable by the powers that be at Hertz. This is just what I need, a reason to be angry at a rental car, poor, poor Taurus. It actually wasn’t a terrible car…..it wasn’t a good car….but not terrible. On a serious note, while I was in Rockford, surrounded by my closest friends, I got a telephone call from my father informing me that my Mom had just had a heart attack. She is getting better since they installed the stint in her blocked artery, but it was touch and go, and very, very scary. My mother is an incredible supermom who has managed to raise 3 hellraising boys while keeping her sanity (well sort of). I can’t express the clarity that an event like this gives you. Suddenly cars don’t matter, jobs don’t matter, nothing else besides family matters. Modern medicine is really like magic in what they can do. I’m greatful, and I have a whole new appreciation for the woman who brought me into this world, and has put up with my shenenigans for the last 35 years.
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