NEWS FROM THE FRONT
Another fun-filled and exciting day with the General started off this morning with the state patrol calling at 5:30 this morning to inform the General that his 1984 Celica was towed off the freeway and we could find it at Gene’s Towing in Tacoma. Yesterday we spent the afternoon up by Camp Murray cruising for the General’s abandoned vehicle- still don’t know how we missed the Supra as we passed by it a number of times- oh well, perhaps Ben’s condition is contagious?
Anyhoo, we bailed the car out, to the tune of almost 200 bucks! We brought a gas can because Ben told the guards at Camp Murray that he had run out of fuel. But when I fired up the Supra it made a wretched metal on metal clang and the tow truck/mechanic guy waved his arms and yelled for me to turn the engine off, immediately if not sooner. Seems we blew or threw a rod or some such thing- anyway it’s a 99% chance that the car is toast, which was what I was afraid of since Ben left a big old oil puddle in the driveway when he raced off leaving Cecelia and me with our mouths hanging open. So, lucky us, we spent all afternoon at the tow truck place in Tacoma, amusing ourselves, waiting for AAA. Like I always say, there’s nothing more fun than a day at the lovely tow truck yard- particularly on Pacific S in Tacoma!
Gene’s Towing might have been easier to take had we not already been awake when the state patrol called at the crack of dawn. Ben woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, convinced that we must drive to Seattle immediately to find some hotel, he didn’t know where, and rescue someone, he didn’t know who, who was being held hostage by someone, he didn’t know who. Sleep-deprived and irritable after failing to convince him he was dreaming (his doctor thinks we sleepwalked the morning he took off on Monday) Finally, when it got late enough to call someone, Tom talked to his dad and convinced Ben that it was going to be okay, that he would call Seattle police and take care of it. Ben was just fine after that.
George suggested that charitable organizations sometimes accept old cars for donations- in the near future I may be asking if you know of any...
Thanks for all the info and help you’ve all been sending me- I appreciate it all and I am trying to zero in on the solution but I have a feeling as soon I figure out what we need that we are going to be past whatever is going on with Ben right now and we’ll be on to a new set of problems. One thing I am learning at least for right now is don’t try to argue with him- just go with what he’s saying… oh no!
Anyhoo, we bailed the car out, to the tune of almost 200 bucks! We brought a gas can because Ben told the guards at Camp Murray that he had run out of fuel. But when I fired up the Supra it made a wretched metal on metal clang and the tow truck/mechanic guy waved his arms and yelled for me to turn the engine off, immediately if not sooner. Seems we blew or threw a rod or some such thing- anyway it’s a 99% chance that the car is toast, which was what I was afraid of since Ben left a big old oil puddle in the driveway when he raced off leaving Cecelia and me with our mouths hanging open. So, lucky us, we spent all afternoon at the tow truck place in Tacoma, amusing ourselves, waiting for AAA. Like I always say, there’s nothing more fun than a day at the lovely tow truck yard- particularly on Pacific S in Tacoma!
Gene’s Towing might have been easier to take had we not already been awake when the state patrol called at the crack of dawn. Ben woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, convinced that we must drive to Seattle immediately to find some hotel, he didn’t know where, and rescue someone, he didn’t know who, who was being held hostage by someone, he didn’t know who. Sleep-deprived and irritable after failing to convince him he was dreaming (his doctor thinks we sleepwalked the morning he took off on Monday) Finally, when it got late enough to call someone, Tom talked to his dad and convinced Ben that it was going to be okay, that he would call Seattle police and take care of it. Ben was just fine after that.
George suggested that charitable organizations sometimes accept old cars for donations- in the near future I may be asking if you know of any...
Thanks for all the info and help you’ve all been sending me- I appreciate it all and I am trying to zero in on the solution but I have a feeling as soon I figure out what we need that we are going to be past whatever is going on with Ben right now and we’ll be on to a new set of problems. One thing I am learning at least for right now is don’t try to argue with him- just go with what he’s saying… oh no!
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