Saturday, January 26, 2013

The Red Car

Here's a story for you today. I find it cute. J said I'm a dork, but we already knew that.

So, when Remy was just a puppy, I started walking him regularly. At first he could only make it around the block. It didn't take too long for him to be able to, and want to, go farther. I found a route for us that went around our neighborhood. We walk south down the street to the last street in the neighborhood. We take that street as it curves around back north, then we cut over and sort of zig zag back to the house. I mapped it out once and it's about 1.5 miles. When that wasn't enough, we stretched the route out farther, but always kept that first stretch.

Our morning walks were usually around the time that people were coming on post to go to work. Our first turn is right at a gate. I started noticing a red car that would drive past us. It's an older car, maybe from the 70s, but in good condition and obviously well taken care of. An older man drove it. He came in at the gate, turned on the street we walked on, and drove past us. We saw him often enough that we started waving at each other.

Then they closed that gate. No more red car. I noticed the red car a couple times in a parking lot on post. It's farther down on the same street we always saw him on. There are no other cars like it, so I know it's the same car. Unique paint job, but not in that horrid ghetto way, just a different shade of red and a trim on it that you don't see much of. Apparently, he works on post and takes a direct route with less traffic and no stop lights. Exactly what I would probably do.

Since that gate has been open regularly again, we've started seeing the red car again. We usually walk in the afternoons lately, so we see the car headed the opposite direction, heading home. He smiled when he saw us, so I knew he recognized Remy.

Yesterday as I walked Remy, we saw the red car on it's way home. He smiled and waved, I smiled and waved. That's all the interaction we've ever had, but it's nice. He brightens our day a bit, and I think we brighten his. 

5 comments:

  1. Why is that dorky? I think it's sweet! (P.S. Love the new blog design!)

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    1. Eh, it's J, and I shared my cute story with him over gmail chat. He called me a dork, but he was being especially dorky today, too.

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  2. That's a cute story! J's just jealous, that's all. ;)

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    1. He is jealous. He would love to be the one to walk or run with Remy every day.

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  3. I love this story! It has that small-town homely feel, which I love about El Paso & Ft Bliss. Both may be huge in comparison to other bases or towns that we have been in, but it feels homely here with interactions you come across like this Red Car.

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