The moves!

Ok, nobody faint...I'm actually writing something.  Where do I start, there are so many memories?

For my first one, I would like to share some memories of our moves.  Ah yes, the Glemser family vacations (ie. moving) back and forth from heaven to...well you know.  I guess we all have a bit of gypsy in us now - since many of us have moved around after getting married.  

I remember all the fun you and I had in the U-Hall Dad.  Well it was fun for me - not sure if you shared my lighthearted view of the road.  I remember when crossing the high desert in southern Utah it was so cold that the diesel in the U-Hall froze and the truck stopped in the middle of nowhere.  This was of course, before cell phones.  I can't remember how we got someone to help us, but I think someone stopped and then I believe you went with them to the closest town and brought back a mechanic (I'm fuzzy on that) but I do remember the Lord definitely was with us and helped us though.  We did eventually get moving again.  I sure did love riding in the truck - we always had our "trucker hats" on.

On perhaps the same move or it could have been another - we had gotten stuck in a parking lot because you were towing a car behind the U-hall and it became hopelessly jack knifed behind us - I remember that being a very cold night as well - I don't think you got much sleep that night.

We must have always moved in the winter Because the next event I remember was when we were going over the pass to get into Montana (I believe it's Monida pass) the blizzard conditions were so bad we could not see but a few feet in from of us - I was just thrilled we were back in the promised land, but I am sure your knuckles were white and you were praying we would survive!  Mom was somewhere behind us and it was Angels that kept her and the rest of the kids safe that's for sure!  

I loved spending all of that time with you Dad!  I have always loved being on the road and I am sure it was from those times.  I have laughed to myself on all of my own misadventures moving - remembering the ones we had together.  The apple does not fall too far from the tree.  You are always with me Dad - on every move and every adventure in my life your spirit is close, even though you may be far away.  What a great adventure we have had.

Mike