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     Lets begin with a news update on what is going on in my life, then maybe I will be inspired on how to continue to type words.  Who knew that it would take till March before I would be able to write something down for you guys.  If you haven't heard I am officially out of construction work, maybe not forever but it's a start.  I am currently living in a house with a couple of other guys, which can be very good, but also stretching.... That reminds me, did I ever tell you guys about the legend that use to be Herman, and upon checking back on old posts I have realized that I have not.... so I suppose it's story time.

    The day is one of change, and so change was truly about to happen but before we get to the punchline lets build a bit of a background for this story to really shine.  I will start by introducing to you the main character (who happens to be a car.... a really old car... but not antic)  His name is Herman, and he was a huge part of my life as I finished high school and entered into college.  Though he had some respiratory issues which made him sound a little rough around the edges he was reliable and a faithful gem of Japanese engineering.  Many happy memories happened because of that beautiful machine.  So as you have figured out Herman is no longer with us which takes you to today, but the story I will tell you is not about the future or present but rather the past. 

   

    We find ourselves on the moving day, the day on which life changed from Steinbach to Winkler.  From Student to... whatever comes after that... On the day that the move is made is also the day that has brought a whole lot of rain to a climax and consequently filled the streets of the said new town.  Yet puddle after puddle  Herman blows through them without straining and everything is turning out swimmingly.  He graciously brings me to my new residences and happily drops me off.  Fast forward an hour and everything is moved into the house, so now it is time to grab a coffee with the family as they had helped me move.

    We travel to the coffee shop and before us is one last puddle which didn't make me nervous at all since every other puddle had been a breeze for mister reliable.  As you have probably guessed this puddle was a tad deeper than the rest, but did the people on the sidelines wave me down... not even maybe but rather cheered as a huge wave tumbled over Herman's hood, and thus ushered in his last breath that happened to be filled with water.  Next thing that happened was sort of surreal as water rushed in and we were forced to climb out of the windows and push his lifeless corpses to the sidelines.