Random thoughts from packing...

You never know just how much stuff you have, till you go to move it all. But you do find the damnedest things that you thought you might have lost forever. Going through my stuff I found a little truck my grandfather made for me by carving a block of wood. I remember when he gave it to me, he told me, "You said you always wanted a Ford truck, so here you go." Almost 20 years later that memory still brings a smile to my face. Lord, but I do miss that old man, 14 years after he passed on, even though I do know he's in a better place...