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"When Reny turned 13, we often talked about a road trip we could share. At the time it was just a fun idea we’d always come back to. Thinking of the different places we stop and what parts of America we could see. Just something to daydream about…But as I got older, as we both did, this trip began to take a new meaning. After Katrina he and his sister moved away to TN with their mom and much time was lost. All the little things we normally take for granted in our daily lives I missed - helping with the homework, watching them play sports, late nights watching stupid movies… all of a sudden they are grown. Going into the senior year, visiting colleges and planning a career and life of their own. From 17 years old to 34… where did it go? It’s funny…he’s 17 now, the age I was when I had him. so maybe when he’s 34 he’ll be sitting down with his own son or daughter reading this blog to them saying, “This is the summer your grandpa and I went on an adventure….This is the summer your grandpa and I discovered the West…but most importantly, this is the summer we discovered ourselves over again and confirmed we are best friends…”