Giving Thanks

Thanks kid :-)

Kate,

I'm thankful for a full life - a loving wife, five wonderful kids, excellent job, nice home, and a good town (it could only get better if it was farther south - a lot farther!). I'm reminded of the saying/philosophy:

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming...."Wow, what a ride!"

Ohm'gosh John! I was just planning to change my sig to that. I got it in an email from a friend and though it was the closest to my thoughts on life as I could get.

If you are wanting to live further south, where abouts are ya'll living now?

We are in Midland, Michigan now. "Home" is in North Carolina.

I did na know you's was up this way.......... I was refering to cobra boy. Iffen yous was in the neiborhood I'm pissed I missed ya!

Dave

Thanks, Kate. Got the email too... but there's just simply no way I could intrude like that. Besides... you wouldn't want Elizabeth to be gettin jealous about me drooling all over Shug, would ya??

-Mike

-- A happy kid behind the wheel of a 98 Mustang GT Cold air intake FRPP 3.73 gears Steeda Tri-Ax Shifter Full Boar turbo mufflers Hi-speed fan switch

Where's my manners! And, where do you live and/or call home?

Ahhhh, that IS a wee bit south from Michigan! You freezing your tail off up there?

We are in West Tennessee- Henderson County Moved here a year ago. It's the greatest!

So many of the regulars in here know where I am and the evil deeds I have done, I didn't know if I should say or not, fear of repeating m'salf and all that :)

My two brothers went to NADC, so I got to see some of the beautiful state of Tennesse, mainly Nashville and along the eastern portion of the I-40 corridor. My first night in Nashville, we went to his favorite honky tonk with some of his friends. I was his designated driver. Back then that meant I had less to drink than him. Course, I was underage then too. I got so lost and rode all over that part of Nashville. Luckily I found his place after some time.

I think that was the only time he let me drive his '66 mustang.

The good ol' days, as the saying goes, "young, dumb, and full of cum". How true!