May 31, 2011

    Today is my 50th birthday. I am working today, as I seem to do on many of my birthdays. One birthday I remember very well; my 25th birthday in 1986. I had been considering taking a motorcycle trip out west. Actually I was going to move back out there, somewhere. I had planned on moving in the fall of 1985, but I crashed my motorcycle and decided to stay one more winter in IL. All spring I made my plans. I gave my car away; a 1967 Impala Supersport with a 327 4 barrel, dual exhaust, slap stick shifter, bucket seats. I loved that car.

    Anyways. After I put my motorcycle back together during the spring and saved some money, I packed my tools, art supplies, portfolio, and favorite clothes onto a Kawasaki 550 and left Mundelein. I didn’t drive too far. I went to Wilmette to visit with my grandparents. My grandma Bear was so excited for me. She loved adventures. My grandpa Bear was glad to see me, and hoped to see me again, since I did not know if I was ever returning. I went to my grandma and grandpa Rengels next. My grandma Rengel made me lunch and I stayed around for a few hours chatting politics with my grandpa and my uncle Tom.

    I finally left and drove south on the tollway and drove to Champaign, IL. Jane Teresi was living there and a friend of hers allowed me to stay the night for a few days before I moved on . . . but that is another story. What I remember about my 25th birthday is heading off on a great summer adventure and spending the day with my grandparents. As I turn 50, all of my grandparents and 2 of my uncles are dead. What adventure will I begin today?

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