the little blue wagon that could

The time has come, this old wagon has driven to Dawson City Yukon, Muscatine Iowa, Winnipeg, Calgary, Edmonton, Ontario, Ness Creek, Regina a thousand times, and back and forth to work way too many times to count. 343,627 is what I'm marking it off at. Please pass me a tissue as I remember all the good times we've had - Petunia hanging out the window yelling at the buffalo in Manitoba and learning Bob Dylan songs on the busted down tape player (I think I had all 4 speakers back then) - Nancy, Joel, Dustin and I spending Halloween in the Yukon and fighting like mad the whole time - Jenn and Will and Kim heading to the lake without me - hours spent hunting down Steve driving all over the city - Kim and I cruising the country looking for (and finding) the crooked forest - Jenn and I driving down dirt roads with beer in hand and sleeping in the back in a field next to a lake after a loud and rockin' Victoria Day party in Alvena - and way too many more to mention. How do you say goodbye to all of that? So please, I beg of you, pay your respects, and stayed eagerly tuned for the next installment.

R.I.P My dear Jackie Jackson... Oct 20,1999 ~ July 22, 2005
I loved you hard.