Matt I love it. Bad Ass. I use to go to school at Vale tech. in Blairsville. Pa. Me and my NOW wife of 34 years. Went to Autobody school there. We really went there because (REGE) would give my wife her estimating license. When she past the course. We would leave her house at 8:00am in North Park Gibsonia. and get at Blairsville Pa. at 9:00am. I drove a 1973 Buick 350 special regal. That son of a bitch . Ran. And i knew were the State police sat on Rt. 22. Every spot. 70 mph. the whole way. And that was before Rt. 22 was all redone. Now it’s a super highway. Me and my wife witness A LOT of Deaths. killer Highway
The little things we remember. My wife got a lot of attention. When we were going to Autobody school. Imagine that. But there was one guy that really loved her. We were always late. There was an old man . That always came in the front door . Entrance. He came in after the first class started. Just to drink coffee. So i would always talk to him. He likes my wife (girl friend). He warmed up to me. He would tell me story’s about the Great flood. And he had broken (italian Accent) . He was a volunteer for the Red Cross. I can not say much more. Unreal what he told me. The smell and the Flys. He got sick a lot. It was the worst disaster man has ever experienced in this country. Those conversations can change the way you see things.
Crazy when you cross paths with REAL people who make a difference. We may never have that opportunity. Thank God.
Experiences are what life is about. It is nice to have money and stuff but experience is what shapes us.
