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The first time I sat in the driver’s seat was the classic car ride at Freedomland. There was a guide-rail underneath the car so you really weren’t driving, but any 7yr old could get the thrill of cruising down the highway without paying for gas. It was right then that I knew that someday I’d get the behind the wheel and drive until I found what I was looking for. Purpose, a new start, or a beautiful starry night.

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Log Cabin TIMELAPSE

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The Old Neighborhood…

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Merry Christmas 2018!

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The Third Avenue El…
the subway I took to Manhattan growing up in The Bronx…

hello my baby…

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10 Year Anniversary in the Van!

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Time flies!

The van’s gonna be thirty years old soon. My ’89 Ford Aerostar extended cargo-van was born at the St. Louis Assembly Plant in Hazelwood, Missouri. The plant opened in 1948 during the golden age of American manufacturing. Rocinante started it’s career as a working truck for a painting contractor. On a hot day you can still smell the paint. The painter was a gambler and the van was used to settle a gambling debt but the new owner was a drunk and banged it up a little bit. The next owner used it to take an auto body course and fixed it up pretty nice taking out the dents and putting on a fresh coat of paint. I named the van ‘Rocinante’ after Don Quixote’s horse. Rocinante is not only my van, but also my double: a little rusty, past its prime, and engaged in a task beyond its abilities.

 

USS Vannerprise…

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