Monday, November 02, 2009

My dad...

I had to drive to central Texas early on Friday morning.

My dad also drove to central Texas on Friday. But in the early afternoon.

Outside of the small town of Hamilton, my father thought he saw my car broken down on the side of the road.

He didn’t stop, but called to let me know that he was thinking about me and hoped I was okay.

Luckily, it wasn’t my car.

3 comments:

Grammy Pammy said...

WHAT??!!
Are you Kidding me???

Melissa said...

Wow. You didn't mention that at lunch. . .

The Three of Us said...

WTF.... Deals.. that is too much! Was he joking?