I'm doing it. It might cause laryngitis, diarrhea,
baldness, memory loss, white rage, paranoia, uncontrollable
twitches, blackouts, drooling or worse, a bear attack. But in
the end I'll be a stronger, better man/husband/father.
Believe me, I've thought it through and I'm convinced it'll end in
either a positive or negative way... I'm leaning toward the
latter. Some will call me stupid, others, a hero, but I
promise I won't let that define me. Rather I'll take solace
in the fact that I'll have just accomplished something only a few
brave people are even willing to consider........ I'm taking
Lucy and Ruby on a 6 hour road trip from Chicago to Saginaw (Gulp!)
That's right, along with Jim nerves of steel Noonan, the rear of
the car will be occupied by Lucy an inquisitive backseat driver and
Ruby a notorious car screamer. In what audiences everywhere
are sure to label as a feat of human endurance. In fact I'm typing
this with my nose while doing push-ups.
I ask that you think about us as we travel through the elements
of I-94 and beyond. Think about the endangered pygmy hippos
of Malaysia. Think about the lack of Count Chocula cereal in your
local grocer. Think about the possible staging of NASA's moon
landing. Broaden your minds and think. Think of all
those times you said "I can't." Then just before you attempt that
goal, I want you to picture a man, in a car, on the side of the
road. He has tears pouring down his face and pounding his
fist into the steering wheel and screaming,
"I can't do this! I'm not that strong. Lord, please
have mercy on my soul."
Then get your butt back inside and reserve the right to keep
some of those "I can'ts" unfulfilled. There is reason why you
didn't do those things before, quite frankly their
unrealistic. I'm doing this to prove a point, too help
mankind. I have no doubt that my journey will end in just the
manner I've described. I drive for you. I drive for
reference. I drive so that the next time a family member asks
me to bring the kids up for a family reunion on a weekday, I can
respond, "I can't."
Pray for me.
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