The tow thing ain't gonna work. You need to pass a medical exam with near fighter pilot vision to drive into states that require it. But all may not be lost.
I wonder if you remember Charlie Haworth. He runs a shop in Maryland (Yeah, I know: Maryland. Ugh!) and has a tech position open. I'd have to buy another toolbox, but it might be nice to work in a shop that is more my speed. A shop where it is just as important to mind your perfection of the work, as it is to watch your bottom line.
The bills are starting to pile up, and I'm borrowing more and more, but there may be light at the end of the tunnel. Even you taught me (and Parenthood) that life has no end zone to spike the ball and do a victory dance. It never ends.
I sat and talked to your Mom for about 2 hours. She misses you. I told her all the funny stories. She was very entertained. I have to go. I'm cleaning. I'll write tomorrow.
Love Forever,
John
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