That was a long time ago. I have grown a bit myself. I don’t know if I couldn’t first of all, at least be nice. I do have a respect for the guy. I appreciate and I think he knows I had some worth and did what I could every time I was there. I have used the place at times over the years. It has bailed me out on more than overcome ice over the years. I have no problem if curious about the place even if it’s me in a vehicle with distinct markings. I get it. I understand. I’m nostalgic toward things myself. Good to see you, things are different, those were the good ol’ days, etc. I think I’d have the guts to throw in “You know, don’t tell me anything, I don’t want to know, but your daughter hurt the hell out of me, man. No one could ever hurt me like that ever again. It isn’t possible. Good to see you. Say hi to everyone. Being completely genuine. Chuckling to myself knowing he’ll take that 🙂 I’m not crying or angry. What would he do with that? Tell the wife? Not that I want it or expect it to lead to anything, not that I’m even all that hurt now, I would just get a kick out of that. We’re all adults. it’s true. It’s honest.
