I went home .
Dad wasn't there.
So I went to the garage.
I remember him coming into the house smelling of motor oil after working on the car.
It's all I could smell when I walked in.
I wanted to run up and hug him.
The house is quiet without the scanner going...and I hated that thing so much. I spent over two hours trying to dial up a channel...to no avail.
"dad show me how to work this thing."
Why didn't ever ask him to?
Why couldn't I just take interest in some of his things?
Anyway...the things I did take interest in..mom decided it should go to someone else or up on her shelf to keep....she told me I have good memories...
I just want my dad......and the 64 chev....
