I just got a CD of all of Rebecca's photos. Since the trip was conceived and born at her home, she had pictures I didn't. But now that I have them, I can't not share them. They tell part of the story. The very beginning. So let's begin.
Once upon a time...
...there were 6 boys/men with very stressful careers, loads of children and blessed wives. They loved toys. As the boys grew, the price tag on their toys grew too. One day they decided to take their favorite toys on the road. After all, they still love "show and tell."
They took the wannabe killer sports car and loaded it with all of their gear. (More toys)
The next morning they gathered bright and early, admired each other's shiny cars (toys), handed each a walkie talkie (toys), and prepared to hit the road.
Vern's youngest twin son was born with a triple dose of his dad's car fasination gene. He knows cars like Jimmer Fredette knows basketball. He is a walking version of Car and Driver. I think his first word was, Porsche.
The pit crew. Definitly chooses favorites.
And so they were off. Like giddy schoolboys on a fieldtrip. (Driving shoes optional) L to R: Sean, Kyle, Jord, Vern, Mark, Will, Chuck and Henry.
Nothing but taillights on the horizon.
JLO photo
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