11 Years & Counting

Posted on | January 6, 2010 | Comments Off

Today, 11 years ago on a cold, dark, snowy night just like this I took my mom’s Chevy S-10 out  and picked up a cute young girl named Teresa Knapp and took her to see the film Patch Adams. After the movie we went to Eat N’ Park (a regional family chain restaurant). I think there were maybe 20 people at the theater that night and maybe 10 at Eat N’ Park.

The movie was nice, as were the grilled stickies ala’ mode. The waitress was a bit of a freak – but what do you expect for a snowy cold night at the eastern edge of Ohio?

As time flies past us all at the speed of light, slowing only when we want it to go faster, going faster when we want it to stop, bits and pieces of that night fall away from my mind. Before I loose it all I want to make sure that I remember one thing – how blessed I am to have experienced that night and the 11 years that have followed.

As I drove her home in the only vehicle visible on the interstate that night – pushing through brown snow drifts to get her home before curfew – I felt something. I didn’t know what it was. Maybe I still don’t. I do know that whenever we drive home on the interstate, on snowy nights, two lone headlights facing the void that I’m just as excited as I was that night to find her by my side.

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