My Dad and Old Cars

My dad and some old cars brought a stray dog ​​to the house. My father brought the outdoor car home. He gets emotional attachment and eventually puts them under life support. This allows you to spend more time than other family members vote. He suddenly drove the third rebuilding engine, driving Volkswagen Van in 1968. My brother swore to fill his father in. He used to use the 15 years of the 1971 VW bug yet, but as the teenager's foot passed by the rusty floor down the street, it was on the old man's home, his driveway I demoted.

Today, I am driving my father 's old car to the old lake. This is near my childhood house. I have to get some old documents that my mother asked me to accept. I visited last year. Soon, I found myself in front of our old house. The sky is white, the breeze is still cold. I can feel the coming of spring. I took a deep breath and started walking toward my house. Please open the door and listen to the well-known snoring. It fills my heart with warmth. This is almost nostalgic. According to my mother, these files should be placed in the bedside drawer. When I entered their room, it reminded me of the myriad days that I was crouching on a huge mahogany bed. As she said, the newspaper is in the drawer next to her bed

I remember this vividly. I'm 17 years old. My mother just kicked my father from home and she ran out of me as she thought I was beside my father. My father went back to the east coast and had no place to live, sleeping behind the car The coat is a blanket. I worked 18 hours, but I still went bankrupt. One night, I quit my job - perhaps in the middle of the night. I ran Los Angeles Highway 57 and I was in this emotional state. I work hard, but I have not had any traction yet. I will not go anywhere in my life, I am very angry about that. For some reason my anger escalated to an important point of the day. I do not even know what caused it, but I became very emotional as it removed it from the highway.