RIP

In memory of Diablo, my first car…

With me when I got my first… and second tickets, drove into my first…and second ditches, went through my first… and second fields, hit and killed a fox, swerved into a fence trying not to hit and kill a cow. With me in High School while I TP’d, dragged Main and canoodled... a little. Acted as my home away from home; housing my sports equipment, books, food,a change of cloths and a change of shoes. My escape to...and from social events. Never broke down, acted out or gave out.

With me through High school, then entrusted to my brother, with me through college brakes, then entrusted to my brother, with me through poor married life, then entrusted to my brother and now… GONE!!! Smashed and pulverized by… my brother.


Oh... yeah my brothers fine!