"Dad borrowed a coworkers 914, and woke me up early on a Saturday morning. Stupid early, 6 a.m., and said get the lead out, we have somewhere to go. Hopped in the 914 and took off.
I didn't know where we were going, and I don't think Dad knew either. All I remember is the trees were gorgeous, the air was crisp, and I was in heaven. We drove and drove and drove. Ended up in Helen Ga. Pulled over and ate breakfast, hopped back in the car and found a junkyard on the side of the road. Acres and…"
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