Yesterday, I had one of those crap moments. You know the one...
"Damn, I'm old"
Yesterday one of my favorite people had a birthday. And for the entire day I told myself he turned 19. I was wrong. He turned 20. He is also currently serving in the Unites States Air Force.
Now to put this into perspective for you I have know Bubba since the beginning. And yes he hates that nickname. But for me he will always be our Bubba.
I met his folks when we were stationed in Alaska. His mother and I are were very close. Still are. Our friendship has seen us through some ups and downs. But he was a light for me and the Captain.
Where we were stationed at there was only one fast food restaurant. A Mickey D's. He loved it. I could get him all riled up by just popping in and asking if he wanted to go. He would laugh, he had the best laugh. And he would run around the living room for me to catch him in order to get him into his layers so we could go outside. After all it was Alaska.
The Captain had a brand new black Jeep Comanche and Bubba loved that truck. It was the only one like it on the Island so whenever he saw it he knew we were close. He also loved "driving" it. So we would get into the truck and he would climb on my lap and "drive" us to the restaurant. He would giggle every time "he" put the truck into gear.
This has been one of my most cherished memories.
And as I learned yesterday, one of his.
Totally made my day!