On Oct 12, 2006, at 12:26 PM, Florian Speier wrote:

> On 10/12/06, samc <samc@surfglobal.net> wrote:
>>
>>   Every day, as we would drive into the school's neighborhood, he
>> would
>> begin bending over to tie/re-tied his shoes, and stay hunched
>> over ... until
>> I stopped ... Then, his door wood fly open, and he would roll
>> out ... onto
>> his feet, still hunched over, with his back pack flung in front of
>> his face,
>> between his head and the front of the school .... quickly stand
>> and begin
>> brushing his clothes as though he had somehow tripped ... He was
>> always
>> embarrassed when some of his friends would yell, Hey Mr. "C!" and,
>> I'd wave,
>> smile and answer their questions about soccer, the VW ...
>> whatever ....
>
>
>
> well, I have to add a story to this. As some of you know, I recently
> married, and my wife grew up on a ranch in southern Oregon.  Now,
> the kids
> pretty much get picked up  in watever vehicle  the person that
> picks  up
> works in at the time when school is out (school is about four miles
> down the
> highway.  While they considered it to be unlucky when they were
> picked up in
> the DUMPTRUCK (a frequent occurence) they made the news at school
> when they
> were picked up in a ford f-250 with a dead cow on the pickup
> bed.........
>
> flo

Reminds me of our early teenage son, who would absolutely cringe when
his mom came to pick him up from a snotty area middle school in the
'63 Doka full of construction trash to drop at the local dump.  He
told her to never park in front of school in that vw again!  Now he
wants me to give him the 65 Westy. LOL

Tom B.-at least the wife likes/drives the Doka-says all kind of volks
give her the "V" sign