Karma's and a day at the races
As Karma would have it even when I try to take a day and get away karma somehow finds a way to follow me.
When hubs and I first started to date we decided that we needed a weekend to go somewhere and have some fun, We asked dear old dad and my sis -K- to join us. So off we went to play the ponies at Hot Springs,Arkansas. We packed up the car got up early and hit the road.
It is about a 3 or 4 hour drive from where we live so we got up in plenty of time to make the first race. Things seemed to be going smoothly until my car begin to make a knocking noise and slowly spurted to a stop. We all piled out of the car raised the hood to take a look. Nothing seemed out of the to be awry, We tried to crank the car once more. Dear old dad listened to the engine as it rattle and banged and announced that his diagnosis was that we seemed to have a rod knocking.
Thus making us unable to drive the car to our destination. We also seem to be in a very unpopulated area we were not even sure how far we were from the nearest town. And as I have mentioned in other post this being the era before cell phones. We were in a sensed screwed, for Karma was feeling quiet feisty.
Several scenarios flashed through my head most had to do with horror movies and a serial killer welding a chainsaw,axe,icepick,butcher knife and a really sharp fork coming at us while wearing nothing but hockey mask. I think at this point I even saw a couple of tumbleweeds roll by.
We all looked at dear old dad to see what he thought about the situation "Well,I think we should start to walk we may meet up with a car soon." We got our things out of the car, locked it up and started on our way. As we trudged along we see not a car nor house in site what we do spy however is 3 stringy haired,bearded guys who are also walking along the highway.
We are starting to sweat and grow weary of this walking thing and wonder aloud to each other if we will have to walk all the way to Hot Springs before spotting a car I think at one point I even saw some buzzards flying over head waiting for one of us to drop so they could enjoy a tasty snack.
We hear something in the distance is that? Could it be? A car? Faster then we can blink an eye a car goes whizzing by. Next a truck passes us by in the back the three stringy haired,bearded guys we saw earlier. We all look at each other "OK future hubs says to me,next time a you hear a car show em your boobs." "Hardy Har Har." I say "Well , dear old dad says, at least stick your leg out." he says laughing.
We begin to see more traffic flowing by maybe , just maybe someone will stop we really do not look all that menacing. A Truck slows down and pulls over a good ole boy/man sticks his head out the window."Hey,y'all need a ride?" Dear old dad says"Why sure." Future hubs , sis and I go to hop in the back. "No,dear old dad says,"You girls have your nice clothes on hop in the front." I hop in the truck next to the driver and sis climbs in after me. The driver waits till dear old dad and future hubs climbs into the back of the truck and off we go. We tell him that we are sisters and who the two guys we are traveling with. The driver is a good size guy who looks close to dear old dads age,he is outfitted in blue work pants and work boots,along with a button down shirt.
He tells up he is a boilermaker I say "Small world , Dear old dad is a boilermaker also as was my papaw,and an uncle or two. We call out some names, the driver nods and says he knows a couple of those guys has worked with them.
Sis and I relax it is like being in the same club. The club of the hard working good ole boys club.
The driver then tells us a story and explains of why he stopped to give us a ride. He said" When I was a teenager and just starting out in the working world and working away from home." He explained that he would work all week and then on the weekends stay with an aunt and uncle whom lived nearby. "Well,one such weekend, I found myself without a car and all the other guys had left for the day already." "So." He says "I decided to hitchhike to aunt and uncles house." "I mean after all it was the 70's and you would always see people hitchhiking from time to time." "But he tells us that he could not get a ride from anyone at all." The highway was busy with lots of cars driving by." The driver says"Finally after several hours an older couple stopped and ask him where he was going they told him and turns out they knew his aunt and uncle." So the couple told him to hop in they then explained to them that the area was close to a prison work release faculty and that they prisoners wore blue pants , blue button down work shirts just like the outfit he was wearing. But that they thought he looked like a nice enough fellow so they gave him a ride.
So,the driver says " I always try to pay it forward by giving someone else a ride when needed. The driver drops us off at the horse races, chats with dear old day we wave our good-byes and head inside. Dear old dad gets a handful of quarters in order to use a pay phone to call mom and let her know where the car broke down and to see if she can pick it up. As dear old dad turns around after hanging up the phone he runs into a co-worker who takes one look at my blond headed sis and says " Hey didn't I see you guys walking on the side of the rode earlier."
Very funny karma ,very funny.
When hubs and I first started to date we decided that we needed a weekend to go somewhere and have some fun, We asked dear old dad and my sis -K- to join us. So off we went to play the ponies at Hot Springs,Arkansas. We packed up the car got up early and hit the road.
It is about a 3 or 4 hour drive from where we live so we got up in plenty of time to make the first race. Things seemed to be going smoothly until my car begin to make a knocking noise and slowly spurted to a stop. We all piled out of the car raised the hood to take a look. Nothing seemed out of the to be awry, We tried to crank the car once more. Dear old dad listened to the engine as it rattle and banged and announced that his diagnosis was that we seemed to have a rod knocking.
Thus making us unable to drive the car to our destination. We also seem to be in a very unpopulated area we were not even sure how far we were from the nearest town. And as I have mentioned in other post this being the era before cell phones. We were in a sensed screwed, for Karma was feeling quiet feisty.
Several scenarios flashed through my head most had to do with horror movies and a serial killer welding a chainsaw,axe,icepick,butcher knife and a really sharp fork coming at us while wearing nothing but hockey mask. I think at this point I even saw a couple of tumbleweeds roll by.
We all looked at dear old dad to see what he thought about the situation "Well,I think we should start to walk we may meet up with a car soon." We got our things out of the car, locked it up and started on our way. As we trudged along we see not a car nor house in site what we do spy however is 3 stringy haired,bearded guys who are also walking along the highway.
We are starting to sweat and grow weary of this walking thing and wonder aloud to each other if we will have to walk all the way to Hot Springs before spotting a car I think at one point I even saw some buzzards flying over head waiting for one of us to drop so they could enjoy a tasty snack.
We hear something in the distance is that? Could it be? A car? Faster then we can blink an eye a car goes whizzing by. Next a truck passes us by in the back the three stringy haired,bearded guys we saw earlier. We all look at each other "OK future hubs says to me,next time a you hear a car show em your boobs." "Hardy Har Har." I say "Well , dear old dad says, at least stick your leg out." he says laughing.
We begin to see more traffic flowing by maybe , just maybe someone will stop we really do not look all that menacing. A Truck slows down and pulls over a good ole boy/man sticks his head out the window."Hey,y'all need a ride?" Dear old dad says"Why sure." Future hubs , sis and I go to hop in the back. "No,dear old dad says,"You girls have your nice clothes on hop in the front." I hop in the truck next to the driver and sis climbs in after me. The driver waits till dear old dad and future hubs climbs into the back of the truck and off we go. We tell him that we are sisters and who the two guys we are traveling with. The driver is a good size guy who looks close to dear old dads age,he is outfitted in blue work pants and work boots,along with a button down shirt.
He tells up he is a boilermaker I say "Small world , Dear old dad is a boilermaker also as was my papaw,and an uncle or two. We call out some names, the driver nods and says he knows a couple of those guys has worked with them.
Sis and I relax it is like being in the same club. The club of the hard working good ole boys club.
The driver then tells us a story and explains of why he stopped to give us a ride. He said" When I was a teenager and just starting out in the working world and working away from home." He explained that he would work all week and then on the weekends stay with an aunt and uncle whom lived nearby. "Well,one such weekend, I found myself without a car and all the other guys had left for the day already." "So." He says "I decided to hitchhike to aunt and uncles house." "I mean after all it was the 70's and you would always see people hitchhiking from time to time." "But he tells us that he could not get a ride from anyone at all." The highway was busy with lots of cars driving by." The driver says"Finally after several hours an older couple stopped and ask him where he was going they told him and turns out they knew his aunt and uncle." So the couple told him to hop in they then explained to them that the area was close to a prison work release faculty and that they prisoners wore blue pants , blue button down work shirts just like the outfit he was wearing. But that they thought he looked like a nice enough fellow so they gave him a ride.
So,the driver says " I always try to pay it forward by giving someone else a ride when needed. The driver drops us off at the horse races, chats with dear old day we wave our good-byes and head inside. Dear old dad gets a handful of quarters in order to use a pay phone to call mom and let her know where the car broke down and to see if she can pick it up. As dear old dad turns around after hanging up the phone he runs into a co-worker who takes one look at my blond headed sis and says " Hey didn't I see you guys walking on the side of the rode earlier."
Very funny karma ,very funny.
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