As I looked down the road leading north from our home , I wondered how many times in my life I have traveled down this road? This is the direction I travel to go to town, to go on a trip, to see our children and grandson, just about anywhere.
It is a gravel road and it happens to be dry at the moment. But I have seen it covered deep in snow and impassable. I have been on it when it has been so muddy I wondered if I would get home. I have traveled it with ruts so deep I dare not get in them or I might not have a transmission. I have been on it when it was so dusty I thought I was in a dirt storm and prayed that anyone coming from the opposite direction stayed on their side.
When I was growing up our car died in a 50's dust storm on this road and the year after I graduated from high school I was unable to get home because water was running across the road. This road has been a part of my life for many years and I have no idea how many times I have traveled down this road.
I remember riding down that very road with Aunt Violet in her Suburban. She loved to drive too fast and would fishtail in the gravel.
ReplyDeleteI love that picture.
No one could drive a suburban like Aunt Violet. Glad you liked the photo, hope will travel down the road again one of these days.
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