The Last Road Run

This was the day before I left Arizona last year, prepared to travel all the way to New York. I didn't get very far as I remember.

Got the dog and all the packings in the car. Next stop the service station to give the car a quick check up for safety sake. And, stall............................

The wait to have all the fluids checked, the essentials, was literally 2 hours and then another hour in the pit. I needed a new fuel filter, new windshield wipers...egads. Egads? There should be a website set for that. Egads, the webs universal electronic gadget shop. There probably is, but don't tell me about it. While I was sitting in the car, after three hours, I realized, I'm not going to make it to Flagstaff by three p.m. So, I dial up my friend and ask if I can sleep over and say good-bye, again, this engine check is taking way longer then I had expected and she said yes. Cause you see, I had to make sure that I could only be in the car, driving for only up to six hours. That's is what a responsible disabled person should do. Not over extend herself. So yeah, all right, I had one more day in A. But, that was it. The next morning, bright and early, my friend made sure I got my tires rotated and my dog PD and I

were on our way. Yep. The last road run I suspected. I was scared out of my mind, so I had to do it.