Found a picture of Linda today in the midst of downloads. I cropped it because it really doesn't matter what we were doing but it was one of our many crazy driving days. Get up in the morning, my purse, cell phone & coffee in hand as I wait outside for Bill and Linda to arrive and yes,we can travel from Frazier Park to Van Nuys glass shop, Saugus Swap Meet, step in and see an art exhibit in Valencia and then drive out the 14 to Pear Blossom, hit those shops along there, then Antique Asylum in Lancaster, then stop for a craigslist ad at some questionable "compound" with scary sketchy people, lunch, bank, shopping, stop at a salon to grab a can of hair spray the size of Linda, then make our way home by way of Antiques at the Barn on the 138. We could keep going but things close after awhile. That was a short day, but of coarse everything was on the way, nearby or just a little bit further-sort of. Linda would be sitting in the backseat, on her phone, singing, tissues everywhere, spilling drinks, thinking of places to go, knowing where to eat, Mary Kay products rolling around on the floor, bank cards slipping between the seats, the goodbye tour with Jen and Amy on the phone (Bill and I would count how many times she would say goodbye to her daughters and restart a conversation, eventually she would realize what Bill and I were doing:)...I miss all that. Her tissue box is still in the backseat behind the center headrest in my truck. Noone is allow to move it, at least not yet. There will always be a place in my truck/heart for her to ride along...
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