End of an Era

We waved good bye to the red pick-up truck this week. The truck was lovingly called "Kenny" after the sweet after market Kenwood stereo he came with. On work days he was called "my little mule--Pepe".



Mike fell asleep at the wheel (early morning seminary side effect) and rear ended a Yukon with a tow-hitch. (No injuries thankfully) The truck was the first car Mike found and bought himself right after grad school. It met all his needs--great gas mileage, little boys fit in the cab, great towing ability, nice bed for hauling. He's still mourning the loss.

His new car? A PT Cruiser for his Physical Therapist on wheels new business. Get it? PT Cruiser. The old folks love it. ( =