This time, I thought I'd highlight some of the signatures of children I've encountered along my trip, because I strongly believe that children are the future. I've always said that. Ask anyone. I said that even before the song, and I wasn't born yet. Which made me, well, the future.
I rest my case. Onto the signatures:
While visiting family in Montana (more on that in days to come), my cousin Kelly signed the van, turned to me, and joked, "I'm envious of your trip. I wish I could do what you're doing, but unfortunately I had kids instead."
Her young son, Trevon, looked devastated. It turns out children don't always have the best ear for sarcasm. Trevon signed his name in his own tears, which luckily consisted of pen ink.
I have many quotes on the van, but Ivy remains the youngest person to use this technique. After writing the quote, Ivy signed her name. I suggested that she properly attribute the quote to Robert Frost. She called me old. I would have argued, but my bed time was fast approaching so I didn't have the energy.
Incidentally, I often take the road less traveled on this trip, but that's usually because I bought a budget GPS.
According to their mom, young Matthew and Megan fancy me a bit of a "rock star." I'm certain this will change when they get old enough to realize that rock stars absolutely never use "fancy" as a verb.
I mentioned to eight-year-old Wilson that a lot of people sign the van with "Stay safe" with the occasional "Don't die." He found this humorous and immediately prognosticated my death. Thanks, Buddy.
Wilson also liked the explanation of "42" as the meaning of life. Being eight, he accidentally wrote the "2" backwards. Either that or he did it intentionally as an ironic statement about the inherent fallacies of human rationale.
While watching a presidential debate in my van, I kept getting interrupted by a loud voice emanating from the car next to me reading the signatures on my van aloud. I soon discovered it was a mother reading to her daughters. They seemed excited about the novelty, so I offered to let them sign. Both girls signed with this same expression.
Some would see their statement as a lovely expression of childhood innocence and exuberance. I just saw it as proof that they've never been to Tucson.
Zing!
Well, that's all the time we have for today, kids.
Until next time,
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