Sad news

Moonlitebiker

Today I found out what it really means to be a father. Here I am, finally at a point in life where I can get the car I love. A real car. Not one designed for family vacations, trips to the beach, or enough room for 5 kids and all of their soccer gear. I've had a picture of the 370 on my dresser for almost a year now. I did all my homework and know exactly what I want in the Z and how much I should spend. Then the other night I watched my son, a senior in high school, waiting by the front door for his girlfriend to pick him up for their date. He's a great kid. Good grades. Incredible in sports. Honest. Everything you would want your child to be. Anyway... the Z dream will have to wait. I went to the bank, took out the money from my 370 fund (money from selling the Harley I loved in order to afford the Z), and bought the boy a jeep. Now I just walk around telling myself it will be worth it when I see his eyes on Christmas morning. It's not really helping though. I may have to start drinking.