My brother and his cute fiancĂ© are moving to Denver. Bill is starting the industrial design program at The Metropolitan State College. The timing worked out just perfectly so that Alvin was done with his finals and could help them move. They (my Dad, Alvin, Bill, & Brooke) took off Monday afternoon toward the mile high city. The last time Alvin and I were apart was August 2006 when I flew down to Utah for Kristen and Court’s wedding. It’s weird sleeping by myself at night but I’m glad Alvin’s young muscles are available for rent.
Last night my Mom, Lissa, and I had a chance to go to the Temple. Before going into do initiatory we grabbed a bite to eat in the cafeteria. Lissa said something funny that got me thinking, “I’m a little bit jealous of Alvin. He gets to experience a little of what we did growing up, going with Dad on a road trip.” I hadn’t thought of it that way but it’s true.
Alvin gets to experience the quintessential ‘Bill King’. Now Alvin and my Dad are almost carbon copies already, but my sweetheart has probably never seen his father-in-law this light. Bill King behind the wheel on long road trip is like putting a cowboy back on his horse. I don’t know of anyone who can fill up with gas, go in to pay, and return with enough treats to double the amount paid for fuel. Dad is in his natural habitat going 85 MPH with a Twinkie in hand, a Pepsi in the drink holder, and Iron Butterfly blaring.
Road trips with Dad aren’t without their perks. It’s almost a guarantee that you’ll stay somewhere nice and dine out somewhere nicer. For example, this week Alvin and my dad are bunking at the Crown Plaza and have already visited Pappadeaux’s. Life’s rough huh? The only down side is that after dinner each night you return to the hotel and have to watch the gospel according to Fox News until bed.
Experiencing the above was common about six or more times a year for me growing up. Now Alvin gets to see it all first hand. Maybe I should have mentioned that the swimming pool is a great escape from Bill O’Reilly, na!