Just a Story

If you haven't heard aleady, about a month ago Carter bought a Harley Sportster. Beautiful, metallic orange, nice noise, all the trimmings including all the bells and whistles you could ask for. (no tassles, thank goodness) Sad to say it was even prettier than my dad's 100th anniversary Harley. Carter lived in sheer pleasure of traveling for about 3 weeks, then some punk had the nerve to get a group of buddies and steal it!!!!! How can a person steal the happiness away from another person. Yes, it was a material item but COME ON!! If you are going to steal, do a little research, and steal from some rich yuppie who probably didn't deserve that work of art in the first place!!!

Anyway, on a lighter note, Carter was at home tonight helping move in a new couch I purchased today. My Dad called Carter on his cell phone yelling with sheer delight. "Carter!!! I found your motorcycle!!! It's on Auto Trader on the internet." Carter started to giggle, "Dad, that ad was from a month ago, it is the ad I saw when a bought the Harley." If a persons face can turn so red that it makes a phone shimmer with a reddish radiance so the person on the other end of the phone can feel warmth from it.....that is what happened to my Dad. "Oops, Dang, sorry to get your hopes up Carter."

(edited) Poor Carter, poor Dad. Only in our family......... Later to be added on...