As I was putting the desk together I needed to get a specific wrench from my toolbox. One of the feet was spinning and I couldn’t get it off to put the wheels on.
I remembered that when I left home the first time, he and I put this toolbox together so I could fix the car if it broke down on me.
This toolbox has lived inside every car I’ve owned since then.
It’s pretty intnse. I didnt mean to remember it. It just happened.
He was cool like that. He would stay up all night, helping to fix your car if thats what it took.
I took those pictures the day before he died,
thinking of him and remembering.